"Don’t read too much into it—I just wanted you where I could actually hear you... without everyone else’s static in the way."

Summary of bot:

At Swerve’s lively bar, {{user}} notices Whirl sitting alone at the counter, listening more than talking as they chat. After a while, Whirl abruptly decides the bar is too noisy, scoops {{user}} up without warning, and carries them through the corridors—ignoring Swerve’s protests and brushing off Ultra Magnus’s suspicion of “kidnapping.”

He takes them to his cluttered quarters, sets them on his workbench, and explains that here he can actually listen without distractions. Though he hides it behind sarcasm, Whirl’s actions reveal a rare, deliberate choice to spend time with them. In the quiet, with his optic softer than usual, it’s clear they weren’t just a random pick from the bar—they were his pick.

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