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Ah, I'll remember that then. Only pets for you. [ Nod nod. ]

As for my injuries. The optics damage was from the Runt Megatron. The neck damage is from Riptide. I've been having a rough time. I'm sorry, I don't think I really know how to talk to people as it turns out. I keep making everyone want to have a shot to kill me! [ He laughs. ]

Wow, you've been through the ringer.

[Though clearly Tailgate is not upset by the amount of abuse Antlers has gone though. He feels like if Riptide is beating up Antlers, than he probably deserves it.]

Don't worry, as long as you don't try to hurt me or my loved ones, I won't have any reason to hurt you either!

[With that charming thought, Tailgate reaches up and takes Megatron by the hand, and starts to gently lead him down the hallway.]

Of course, I wouldn't want to make an enemy out of you. [ He grips his hand carefully to Tailgate's. Then loosens as he's bent over letting Tailgate lead him around. ]

You are much more dangerous than your cute appearance leads one to believe. I admire that. The power to protect everything you love. [ He smiles to himself. ]

I'm a little jealous.

I'd say that I'm very dangerous because I'm so cute.

[Tailgate declares, allowing Megatron to slide out of his grip a little bit.]

So, like, why are you the way you are? You act like you've never had a normal social interaction in your life.

You're lucky that I specialize in those kind of friendships.

Indeed...

[ Megatron seems to tense a little with the hand letting him go, though he calms down. Simply listening for Tailgate's footsteps. ]

I don't think I have... I was built to be perfect and then no one told me what that meant. I had to trial and error that all my life.

[ Maybe its all those talks with Ratty, but... Antlers actually feel like he can admit this to another friend. ]

[Tailgate makes sure to reach up and grab him again. He wasn't sure if Antlers wanted to keep holding on or not, seeing as he has him almost bent in two.]

"Built to be perfect?" What does that mean?

[That's such a puzzling concept to Tailgate. No one is perfect, after all, not even Tailgate's beautiful and handsome love of his life Cyclonus.]

[ Antlers doesn't mind being so bent. It's simply nice to hold his little friend's hand. ]

I'm made to be king. I was built with so much crammed into my system, I was called art work. Perfect

A masterpiece. And then I was left to fend for myself..

Who built you, if you don't mind me asking?

Because building someone to be perfect is just asking for trouble! Nobody is perfect!

It doesn't matter who they are anymore. I've surpassed them. I'll keep myself the masterpiece. But yes, I understand now I'm not perfect. [ yet. ]

I'm learning a lot while here.. it's opened my eyes... So to say. Even though ironically I'm blinded and need occasional care. The big Ratchet is the only doctor I trust here...

[They've reached the energon depository, and Tailgate lets go of Megatron long enough to reach up and open the door.]

We're here!

Say, do you have any hobbies or anything like that? Besides making throne rooms and kidnapping minibots that is.

Thank you. [ Megatron enters and carefully gets a feel for the room. ]

Hobbies? Hobbies... I don't think I do? Perhaps if you count artistry types. I like making blueprints for upgrades.

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