[Ratchet looks slightly... damp, though not entirely unhappy with it. Apparently, someone got sprayed in the faceplates for neglecting his communicator.]

Hmmm. That is... unusual.

Perhaps the water harmed it more than I had realized...

[Yes, Ratchet. Dropping your communicator in the bathtub is generally a bad idea. :|]

I require the attention of the ship's engineer - I believe his designation is... 'B'?

I have come to accept that I am not capable of providing the necessary aid to my comrades without my tools, and... I require your assistance.

[... That was extremely difficult to admit, as you could probably tell from his defeated tone.  But Ironhide needs it.]