Seeing Sixshot transform into his root mode still makes First Aid's tank knot and apprehension ripple in his field. It's a mode that unfortunately was presented with some rather uncomfortable feelings and memories.

The pause was just long enough to make him nervous, feeling like he's overstepped his bounds again, and his hands slowly move closer to his damaged frame.

"I just... wanted to see it. You've never willingly shown me."

A few skipped pulses register on the spark monitor, and First Aid's optic flicker slightly. He slowly moves his hands to his chest and takes a deeper vent to steady himself. His frame didn't need the cooling -- it was already rather cold to touch -- but it helped him to relax and focus.