The anger (and any wondering about the difference between medic and mechanic) falters in the face of sudden choice. The look of surprise on the Leaguer's face is almost comical. It's strange; here he was, a free mech, and still getting blindsided by what freedom means.
"Yes?" Starscream answers with just a touch of skepticism. But then he remembered how the Seekers of Acid Storm's universe thought so lowly of themselves because it was all they had known, and wonders if perhaps Gold Arm has come from a similar situation.
"Yes, that is something you can do," he elaborates. "It is a right which everyone aboard the ship have."
He nods when Gold Arm says he wants to press charges. "Very well, I will take care of it."
He shuffles a little there, awkward in the face of how... Easy this felt. Too easy. Back home this would have been a struggle, he feels it in his circuits. But- He trusts Ratchet, and Ratchet trusts this, so Gold Arm thinks maybe he can trust this security mech too.
"If you need anything more from me," because this is what you did, right, "My name is Gold Arm. I'm 'goldprince' on the network."
Another mech might have given him odd look at the thanks, but Starscream was use to fighting for what others took for granted, especially since the New Cybertronian Parliament came into power. So he merely tilts his head in acknowledgment.
"This should be everything, but I'll contact you if something comes up. My name is Starscream, and my network ID is $aircommander."
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The anger (and any wondering about the difference between medic and mechanic) falters in the face of sudden choice. The look of surprise on the Leaguer's face is almost comical. It's strange; here he was, a free mech, and still getting blindsided by what freedom means.
To have that kind of right.
"…Yeah. Yeah, I want to press charges."
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"Yes, that is something you can do," he elaborates. "It is a right which everyone aboard the ship have."
He nods when Gold Arm says he wants to press charges. "Very well, I will take care of it."
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He shuffles a little there, awkward in the face of how... Easy this felt. Too easy. Back home this would have been a struggle, he feels it in his circuits. But- He trusts Ratchet, and Ratchet trusts this, so Gold Arm thinks maybe he can trust this security mech too.
"If you need anything more from me," because this is what you did, right, "My name is Gold Arm. I'm 'goldprince' on the network."
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"This should be everything, but I'll contact you if something comes up. My name is Starscream, and my network ID is $aircommander."