Getting yelled at Ratchet had - surprise surprise - not improved his mood any. Ratchet didn't know anything about the entire thing with Overlord, or anything else for that matter, and getting yelled at about it had put Rodimus into a sour mood. He's currently sulking somewhere out of the way in the city, head back against the wall as he flexes his now reattached arm. The welds are still fresh and shiny because no one's bothered to find paint or something and the paint scuffs he's received from the squabble with Brainstorm aren't painted over either, but most of the other dents have been hammered out. So that's something.
Not that Rodimus would admit that he's sulking. He's just taking time away from everything to think about things. That's totally what he's doing, shut up Megatron.
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Not that Rodimus would admit that he's sulking. He's just taking time away from everything to think about things. That's totally what he's doing, shut up Megatron.
Ugh.