"I noticed both of those things, Rodimus, thank you for your consistently incisive ability to state the blindingly obvious," Ratchet says, his voice caustic. He shifts as Megatron moves past him, reaching out to put an energon-wet hand briefly on Megatron's forearm and squeeze his thanks, the motion almost absent. "Just get some recharge, I'll let you know when Drift is up."

He leans in a little closer, his optics dimming before they flick up at Megatron, very briefly.

"What do you think of Tarn's handiwork, then?" he says, his voice quiet and deceptively mild. "Though I've patched the worst of the leaks by now. He one big smear when Rodimus brought him in, you can see it on Rodimus' plating."