"How long has he been leaking there?" Ratchet demands as he moves, all his attention focused on his patient now, barely acknowledging Rampage at all. He shoulders his way into the medibay and holds the door open for Rampage behind him, his optics pale with fright and concentration.

"There, on the operating slab. Grab me that cart, the one in the corner, and the pole stand next to it." He doesn't even question whether Rampage is going to stick around to help, just moves to the slab in question and spreads what's left of First Aid out on it before he starts to work.