"Oh hush and bend your knee out..." Optimus snickered quietly, the sound not fading in the slightest when the medic swatted at his own leg in retaliation.

"You hush too. Yes, I'll be able to take care of that fairly quickly once we get somewhere stable."

Ratchet stood back up, wiping the tickle of leaked energon and joint lubricant from his hands with a cloth from subspace.

"Alright, let me look at your hand. It's not like we don't have the time." He jerked his helm toward the light for the elevator - they were going all the way up to the top, after all.