"This is the strangest dream I've had in a while." Megatron was asking him if he needed help. Megatron? Was this some kind of strange reconsolation thing his brain module was cooking up? Making him talk with with a young Megatron when their ideals had still aligned? Could've at least saved it for when he was properly dying instead of just hopped up on a bad pain dampener.

Realizing his lack of answer was somewhat rude after a moment, Aftermath hastily replies, "Ah, no, no I'm fine."

Just, you know, a hole blown through the knee and enough damaged and missing armor to make transformation impossible.

"... Maybe a little help."