"…Why d'you care?" demands Helex, the furrow in his brow deepening further. Because Ratchet must care one way or another, or Ratchet wouldn't still be standing here talking about it. It's the wherefore of the thing – the reason he should care to press the issue when he admits it isn't his job to mind Helex's medical status – that Helex can't quite understand.

It bugs him. A lot. The molten metal in his smelting chamber roils along with his frustration.