"Yeah," Ratchet says softly, before his voice hardens. "Yeah, you did. Sounds like I have to have another friendly chat with Rodimus about responsibility, and maybe giving people necessary information in the correct order."

He shakes his head, cycling his vents and letting go of the frustration.

"Anyway, you did need to know, and it's over and done with now. At least you're where you belong, here, with us, even if it's not home."