[His vocalizer fritzes and dies as he stares down at his MID for a long moment, his hands and his head and his chest aching. He shutters his optics to keep light from spilling over, too bright, and lays his head down on his forearms, his fans dragging cool air into his chassis in slow, measured pulls as he just shivers there, his throat tight. He manages to collect himself eventually, hoping the pause wasn't too long and trying to force his voice steady.]
Well, I'm not going anywhere. And I've gone from a patient pool of over two hundred to around twenty, so I've been keeping on top of it. Even convinced Soundwave to come in, eventually. I've run medical bays under worse conditions. [This is not strictly true, but he's trying not to think too hard about his hands, everything else aside.]
...we'll be all right, Magnus. Being here is taking its toll on everyone, but we'll be all right.
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[His vocalizer fritzes and dies as he stares down at his MID for a long moment, his hands and his head and his chest aching. He shutters his optics to keep light from spilling over, too bright, and lays his head down on his forearms, his fans dragging cool air into his chassis in slow, measured pulls as he just shivers there, his throat tight. He manages to collect himself eventually, hoping the pause wasn't too long and trying to force his voice steady.]
Well, I'm not going anywhere. And I've gone from a patient pool of over two hundred to around twenty, so I've been keeping on top of it. Even convinced Soundwave to come in, eventually. I've run medical bays under worse conditions. [This is not strictly true, but he's trying not to think too hard about his hands, everything else aside.]
...we'll be all right, Magnus. Being here is taking its toll on everyone, but we'll be all right.