For lack of anything better to do, and to keep an eye on Nautica as she was recovering, Trailcutter had been making ins and outs of the medical bay, softly dodging the Megatron that worked there. Not that he didn't think he was friendly but...awkward conversation was immensely awkward. This time, though, is different.
First Aid is there doing paperwork. That's already strange. And...the fact that First Aid has one arm.
Yeah. That's new.
"F-First Aid?!" His exclamation is knocked short by the charts splaying across the floor. And despite his bulk, he could not have moved faster if he tried to pick those up. "W..What happened to you!?"
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First Aid is there doing paperwork. That's already strange. And...the fact that First Aid has one arm.
Yeah. That's new.
"F-First Aid?!" His exclamation is knocked short by the charts splaying across the floor. And despite his bulk, he could not have moved faster if he tried to pick those up. "W..What happened to you!?"