The next day, Acentia had more work to be done. Ratchet had done the urgent work yesterday but there were some things, mostly cosmetic, that had to be fixed.
"I have Blizzard working on some new armor for you. Along with some new weaponry." Ratchet said as he worked out some dents.
"I will have to thank her later." Acentia said. As Ratchet continued his work, Acentia turned to spending her time daydreaming, a skill she picked up while on Earth. She also picked up dancing. Dancing on earth was by far one of her favorite things to do, especially during the renaissance and she wouldn't hesitate to go back. Everything seemed so peaceful even though it really wasn't. All she wanted was peace, and for now, she had it. So she savored it and began to hum a tune that she had found on earth a few months ago.
After a few hours, Ratchet finished with what he was doing. He restricted Acentia to the medical bay in case anything else happened, and left. Since she was now stuck in here with no one else around, she decided to morph into her human form and dance to the songs that rang through her mind. She performed elegant sequences of movements, with a grace and ease that would hypnotize almost anyone. Sometimes her feet never touched the ground. Other times she seemed to float along the floor. All the while, lost in the artistry, Optimus watched in silence and awe.
"Shouldn't you be on bedrest Acentia?" Optimus said, getting Acentia's attention. Acentia morphed back to her cybertronian form.
"Bedrest is for the weary and the sick Optimus, neither of which apply to me." Acentia said.
"And why do you think that?" Optimus said.
"Because Ratchet is the best, is he not."
"Yes, he is. But does that mean that he does not make mistakes? Or that you should ignore his instructions? If he is really the best doesn't that mean you should listen to him?" Acentia was silent for a moment and then she sighed.
"I suppose you're right Optimus. Its just, I haven't felt this good for.. far too long." Acentia said as she trudged back over to the slab.
"I know you are happy to be back and repaired, but you have to listen to Ratchet. Hes the medic after all. However, this is not what I came here for. I came here to offer you a proposition on behalf of The Council. We would be honored to have you on board with us." Optimus said.
"And what? Become an Autobot? Not a chance. I left Cybertron for this very reason Optimus, you know that better than anyone. I am not about to change my mind. I am a pacifist, as we all should be and yet I have seen you intervene with other civilizations." Acentia accused.
"The Decepticons would have taken over Earth, it is my duty as Prime to protect the freedom of all sentient beings. I was protecting the humans from the Decepticons. What would you have done? Megatron would not listen to reason and so, I had to stand in his way."
"On account of how many of our own kind were lost. How many cybertronian life forms were lost Optimus? In the whole of your war, did you ever count the dead?" Optimus stared at her in silence.
"I did what I thought was best for Cybertron. The only death toll I know is far too many lives, both Autobot and Decepticon alike. Its not that I do not care how many lives have been lost in this war, it is that there are far too many to count. But I stand by what I said at the start of this war. I will protect the freedom of all sentient beings. Till all are one." After his speech, Optimus grew silent and Acentia had heard enough. She had heard all that she wanted to hear. It was time to make a decision.