"It's probably all connected, you know."

Ratchet sighed, pulling out a cloth to clean the dust and grime from his fingers.

"It's not a coincidence you ended up with both 'stupid slag' things, Cliffjumper. Both are based on the strength of the spark."

Ratchet caught his glance at Trailbreaker and rolled his optics.

"He's out for the count, but if you want to finish this privately, wait until we get to my office."

He gestured over to a room off to the side, motioning Cliffjumper ahead of him.