What Rampage was describing sounded more like the Institute than any clinic. It was obvious he was speaking from some sort of personal experience, since he had about the tact of a youth. Most older mechs knew how to keep secrets.

First Aid takes Sixshot's exposed belly as an opportunity to rub it, but he doesn't linger with it and gives a parting pat.

"He has the right to prejudice. I've had a privileged life compared to most in the war."