[Drive chuckles and tickles Gamma, flashing Anon a drowsy but content smile as he does so.]

Good. You need to keep him out of trouble for me, okay? Think you are up to the challenge, Gamma?

[For all that he complains Drive still cannot resist leaning slightly into Anon's fingers like a spoiled Bit. He no longer feels like he was run over by a tanker but the mild disorientation from his systems adjusting to the recent repairs is uncomfortable enough that his usual shyness about receiving affection is silenced.]

It feels like all I've done lately is recharge...

[...looks like he is still stubborn enough to pout about it all, though.]