"Being dead helps with that," Rampage mutters, crossing his arms tightly. The world is so quiet when all the sparks around you have extinguished.

He stares at First Aid when the little 'Bot flusters at his jab. Well. He stares after Sixshot as he answers. Well.

...He's really tempted to shoot Sixshot again, just to spite him. Not because he's flustered or jealous or angry or anything. His fingers actually twitch towards his gun.

Instead he just stands suddenly. "Well, as much as I enjoy being the third wheel on this not-a-date of yours, I have better ways to spend my time."

No he doesn't. Otherwise he wouldn't be here.