[Hey, it's Ratchet! From the looks of the background, he seems to be inside the clinic. There's a big grin on his face and he looks genuinely pleased for once.]
Look what I found hiding behind a cart. [He holds a hand up into view and there's a little black and white rabbit sniffing around on his palm.]I guess it came from one of the farms around
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I got like...six ways to prepare one of them!
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Er, okay.
...Actually, can you do me a favor and watch Cujo for tonight? Wheeljack's going to build him a hutch, but I won't be around to keep an eye on him until tomorrow. I can give you some credits for food.
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Errrrrr, tonight? As in like...soon tonight? After dark?
Tonight's...not so good for me, actually.
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...I'm going to keep my wishful thinking alive and well by not asking what you'll be up to. I'll find something else to do with him then.
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Better off you don't ask, then. Not like you care or anything.
Have fun with your stupid rabbit.
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...Verity, stop it. [His voice is stern, but it's lacking the bite it would normally have if he was actually angry with her. Which he's not.] You know it's not like that.
I know about the arena. I know about this terminal aversion you have to anything remotely resembling good behavior. But I'm trying to trust that you know what you're doing despite that. [Doesn't mean he has to LIKE it, but that's why he didn't ask. Because, really, if he's going to let her go, then he'd rather not know.]
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Fraggin' Skywarp, huh? [Oh, that jet is going down. She told him to keep it on the downlow.]
[A moment to recover.]
Yeah, so you know, huh? Just means that you don't really fraggin' care. [She expected to get yelled at. A lot. Hey, you cared enough to ream Sunstreaker; she's kind of got a point.] None of you do. And know what? That's fine. Seriously. Whatever.
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What do you want? I let you do what you want and I 'don't care'. I try to talk you out of it and I get a tirade about how no one lets you do anything and how tough you are.
I don't even want to know what would happen if I tried to actually stop you.
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No, you don't 'let' me do what I want. Cause that would mean you'd know about it, first. Or at least want to know. Or at least pretend like you wanted to know.
OH right. So...you're not afraid of Sunstreaker, but you're afraid of stopping me. Yeah, Ratchet. I totally believe that. You an' everyone else. Just terrified of confronting little ol' Verity. Yea-huh.
They accepted me, at least.
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It's not that I'm afraid of you, Verity. I just want you to be happy. I thought NOT getting on your case about what you did was what you WANTED.
[There. Take it for what it is- it's not often you get a concession like that out of Ratchet.]
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[But she does see the effort there, so she's just going to glare at you for a minute or before she can say something halfway civil.]
When you're on a team, you're supposed to check up on each other. I guess I just...thought we'd be a team. Like the Wreckers.
[Only, you know, not dead.]
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I don't know if I can fill those shoes, but... I can try. [He wants to. He really does. Because he wants to prove that he cares.]
[He sighs and some of the tension goes out of his frame.]
So where are you going tonight that you can't pet sit for me?
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I...[Right, this is locked, yeah?] There's a TransTech medic I've been kind of...buttering up. For, ya know, mods.
[See? It's better than getting shot at, right?]
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... [This is why he didn't want to know because now he's concerned!] Mods to... you or your suit?
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To the suit, of course. Every edge counts.
What do you think I am, crazy?
[Yeah, don't answer that.]
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Noooo.. I'm just not sure I trust any TransTech you've 'buttered up' enough to give you mods. You should bring it by afterward so I can take a look at it.
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