::And if someone was being assaulted, then there would be no problem for you!::

Mirage hissed through clenched lips, trying not to make their conversation any more obvious than it already was. Tracks was already starting to make optics at Mirage, glancing between them with a severe expression.

::But there wasn't so you broke the ritual for no reason and now we WILL follow tradition rite on how to fix it or so help me Primus!::

His fingers twitched, forming a fist at his side. Most. Infuriating. Minibot.