"You were so hiding," Sixshot intones serenely. He's helping, Rampage, aren't you happy?

He watches the exchange go, curious. Rampage's offer to break First Aid into a few more pieces earns a very narrow optic-ed look, though. Don't you dare, crab face. Don't you dare.

"I would play any game you wanted to," he says, turning back to First Aid, reaching out to place a hand lightly over First Aid's folded ones.