"Oh," is the first thing Rampage manages to say, staring blankly up at the battered metal roof of their impromptu den. "That was- I didn't expect-"

His fans hitch and he glances down to meet First Aid's gaze. He didn't realize he was capable of feeling that good or that a spark - his spark - could bring so much pleasure.

He sits up suddenly, arms wrapping around First Aid in a bear hug and burying his face against the small mech's neck. A staticky click escapes his vocalizer.