Ratchet hasd the size and attitude to smack Prime upside the head if necessary, too. One advantage Mikaela obviously lacked.

But that particular spot only took a few more minutes. A couple of tense readjustments later, and the vacuum was mostly silent - but the sheer amount of scrap picked up by the nozzle was disconcerting. Mikaela made a face when she finally pulled out of the open wound, hitting the switch.

"Optimus... At this rate, we're going to have to clean every single one like this. That. Wasn't good." She winced, reaching down to jingle the vacuum container, which rattled noisily.