Silverbolt doesn’t know how to fight; Especially against ‘Bots like me. *frowns* You should be going. Now.
Tha…Thanks, Jazz. -Silverbolt’s optics flutter to Cliff.- He needs…help. -Cliff’s words don’t exactly help him in his current state.-
Cliffjumper, what don’tcha get about ‘ya don’t help’? Now both of you, go get whatever help you need from Ratchet.
Ratchet? Pfft, no way. I’d rather die than go to the med bay and see Ratchet, no matter what the frag is wrong with me.
-Silverbolt’s optics return to Jazz.- And I…I think he’d just make things…worse…for me.
Fine. If your not hurt, don’t go. ‘Cept I want Cliffjumper to go, if he’s hurt.
