Wakey wakey ..?
-Optimus kept a straight face; at least the mech was cooperating, even though he had yet to provide any useful information.
… I actually do not know how it would turn out with Starscream. Would you care to explain on that?
-He offered in exchange; he didn’t say about Ratchet’s commentary. His medic might be gruff, but surely he wouldn’t resort to unnecessary violence unless he absolutely had to … or so he hoped. He kept a close eye on the interaction between the two medics just to be sure.
-He grinned, though this time he directed the gesture at the Autobot medic; getting testy, were we?
Certainly. He orders the mineral to be filtered just enough that it can provide sustenance without overcharge. Basic, boring rations, if you ask me. You need something to liven up the crew these days, you know? In fact, I bet your ‘team’ could use a spirit or two in the tank~
-He smirked, awkwardly flitting his shoulder pads; he couldn’t roll his shoulders the way he wanted to, bound as he was.
I’m no metallurgist but I do know how to brew a batch of high grade. You’ll have to sweeten it yourself, however, big bot~
-He purred; what did the Autobots even hope to accomplish? They were hardly asking any of the important questions, and even anything relevant he might reveal would be completely useless. The past few months had been full of nothing but slow recovery, after all.
" .... " Ratchet vented without making any noise, just looking very.. done with cockiness of the other medic. He rolled his optics and looked back at the red con
"I wish just once you would turn out to be a useful catch. I have a real bad luck... You just know nothing of importance, right? Better just turn you into a scrap and be done with that." he didn't look at Optimus, but his leader could be sure sure he was bluffing. The other one on the other hand not, if KO had good memory for the history they've shared.
" Could we be just done with it?"
















