The Sentinels uncomfortable all the time

"Rokig?"

He didn't recognize the voice just yet but when his head turned to catch sight of the figure, there was a soft stir of feelings that started in his chest. The colors were easily recognizable and the memories that flooded him made him a touch guilty. The appearance of the other was met with little reaction as he stood there with a flat look on his face as his brain ushered his tongue to work.

I'm sorry. He mumbled softly, gaze flitting between the two males before it landed on Blossom. I haven't seen a familiar face in some time. There was a touch of sadness in his voice that wouldn't be found on his face.