[You're not the only one feeling odd hearing it. Even Optimus had a few pangs of guilt, from being unable to answer it in a way that he could. In a way that Ratchet would feel comfortable with.
Although the answer has those blue eyes flick to him, their glow only a tad brighter than they were before.
A warm feeling wraps around his spark from that sentence, one he couldn't even begin to understand just yet if he tried.]
I have no intention of leaving you behind, old friend.
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Although the answer has those blue eyes flick to him, their glow only a tad brighter than they were before.
A warm feeling wraps around his spark from that sentence, one he couldn't even begin to understand just yet if he tried.]
I have no intention of leaving you behind, old friend.
[That hand rests on top of the medic's.]
You need not to even ask.