"We will," Rampage agrees with a deep chuckle. His mandibles squirm as he pulls back, and he's so very tempted to take a bite out of Tarn's mask but... he moves away, climbing slowly to his feet. His spark is singing with Tarn's fear, and it's as good a place to end this tryst as any.

As he turns to walk away, leaving Tarn to deal with himself however he pleases, he can't help but offer one last parting shot.

"You know, I'm fucking Sixshot, too."