His lack of a reaction was unsettling, even if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Half of his insides were outside, even if his spark chamber was largely untouched, of course he'd be unable to speak. Still, without Sentinel's voice to antagonize him, all he could see was a dying Cybertronian.
Fully realizing the extent to the damage he's inflicted, he's actually hesitant to continue. He finds his hands frozen, and his mind stuck on Croteus 12.
Venting heavy, he steels himself and reaches for Sentinel's tcog, careful not to touch anything else. Pulling it out of the pool of energon, the cables connected to it are easily slipped free, and he keeps the organ in his hand.
He stumbles away from Sentinel, and leans against a wall, suddenly rather hyper aware of the energon coating his treads and armor.
He attempts to reach the medical clinic with his less-than-ideal comm, hailing both Ratchet and Red Alert with a simple message, sounding disturbed.
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Fully realizing the extent to the damage he's inflicted, he's actually hesitant to continue. He finds his hands frozen, and his mind stuck on Croteus 12.
Venting heavy, he steels himself and reaches for Sentinel's tcog, careful not to touch anything else. Pulling it out of the pool of energon, the cables connected to it are easily slipped free, and he keeps the organ in his hand.
He stumbles away from Sentinel, and leans against a wall, suddenly rather hyper aware of the energon coating his treads and armor.
He attempts to reach the medical clinic with his less-than-ideal comm, hailing both Ratchet and Red Alert with a simple message, sounding disturbed.
"Sentinel's dying."