"So would I," Optimus snorted in dry amusement. "I am a fair bit more capable than that. I worked as a bodyguard-consort before I even became a Prime. I'm hardly as fragile as you might think."
Ratchet scoffed, but turned his gaze onto the strange connector ports in Megatron's thighs. He managed to avoid glancing over at Optimus reflexively as he again noted the matching connections between the two types of sockets. Carefully, using delicate tools, he was able reach within to spread the - unexpected, very unexpected, Megatron what - calipers to see the full extent of the damage.
"...Well." He vented, hard, throwing Megatron a dirty look. This was suddenly awkward. "It looks like the blade hit all along the side, damaging the -thing all the way down and denting the base socket."
Whatever it was for. He could guess, and threw Optimus a dirty look as well for good measure.
"I can cold-weld in a few pieces of patching mesh, and give the area a dose of nanite foam, but that is too delicate an area for anything more than that." He was already moving to do as described as he spoke, retrieving the patches and cutting them into smaller and smaller pieces with his finger-tools.
"So you're not going to be able to do much with it for a few solar cycles. And I mean it!" He added with a glare. Optimus' audials practically drooped, and the medic nearly threw his hands up in utter frustration.
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Ratchet scoffed, but turned his gaze onto the strange connector ports in Megatron's thighs. He managed to avoid glancing over at Optimus reflexively as he again noted the matching connections between the two types of sockets. Carefully, using delicate tools, he was able reach within to spread the - unexpected, very unexpected, Megatron what - calipers to see the full extent of the damage.
"...Well." He vented, hard, throwing Megatron a dirty look. This was suddenly awkward. "It looks like the blade hit all along the side, damaging the -thing all the way down and denting the base socket."
Whatever it was for. He could guess, and threw Optimus a dirty look as well for good measure.
"I can cold-weld in a few pieces of patching mesh, and give the area a dose of nanite foam, but that is too delicate an area for anything more than that." He was already moving to do as described as he spoke, retrieving the patches and cutting them into smaller and smaller pieces with his finger-tools.
"So you're not going to be able to do much with it for a few solar cycles. And I mean it!" He added with a glare. Optimus' audials practically drooped, and the medic nearly threw his hands up in utter frustration.