Nautica's unusual degree of obliviousness protected Megatron from having to explain himself just yet; she hadn't noticed his new damage or Sentinel's presence.
"Oh yeah, the low-grade stuff is full of contaminants. It'll gunk up your systems something awful," she agreed, wriggling backwards into a position that involved less precarious swinging in empty space, but more mess smeared across her legs and chest. "Similar principle to doing an engine flush, I assume. ...Except whatever Ratchet gave you won't dissolve your fuel tubing. Don't go around drinking industrial solvents."
Wait. That came out wrong.
"Not meaning to imply you would. But some people might and I don't want to get into the habit of being unclear on that kind of thing." After all, she remembered Rodimus' self-dismemberment plan. Drinking engine cleaner didn't seem out of the question.
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"Oh yeah, the low-grade stuff is full of contaminants. It'll gunk up your systems something awful," she agreed, wriggling backwards into a position that involved less precarious swinging in empty space, but more mess smeared across her legs and chest. "Similar principle to doing an engine flush, I assume. ...Except whatever Ratchet gave you won't dissolve your fuel tubing. Don't go around drinking industrial solvents."
Wait. That came out wrong.
"Not meaning to imply you would. But some people might and I don't want to get into the habit of being unclear on that kind of thing." After all, she remembered Rodimus' self-dismemberment plan. Drinking engine cleaner didn't seem out of the question.