The mech didn’t respond to the other’s words a moment, he wasn’t exactly sure how he could respond, so he just slowly backed up, pedes dragging across the floor as he’s slowly backed up by the rocking frame of the other.
After a moment, his helm shakes as a response to the other’s questioning on his well-being before a quiet, “I’m sorry,” pulls from his vocaliser as his response to the second. He wasn’t sure how the other would take that, nor if he’d even both trying to understand. But he was sorry, guilty for feeling hurt, for leaving, for- everything. Everything that he didn’t want to admit, everything he’d done, everything he’d allowed to happen.
Skywarp let out a small sigh, tugging Thundercracker gently in the direction of the berth, sitting him down and offering a smile.
"You don’t need to apologise. You’re fine, you’re safe, you’re alive." he nuzzled into Thundercracker, "You’re not offline, that’s what matters the most."
He stood up, moving over to the desk where he spotted a cube of energon, picking it up and inspecting it. He had a slight suspicion it was high grade, from the way it looked and after taking the tiniest of sips, his suspicions were confirmed. While not exactly the best thing for TC right now, he shrugged and moved back to TC with it, offering it to him.
"D’you want some? I think you could go for some energon. You sure look like you need it."
Maybe if TC loosened up, Skywarp would be able to get more out of him. Skywarp was glad Thundercracker was a lightweight - probably even more so if he hadn’t refueled lately - It’d probably affect his systems even more.