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Okay, so. I have some matters I'd like to bring up. If you've not met me, I'm Doc Yewll. I'm not always going to be nice to you but I will try to fix what's wrong with you. There are other doctors that have more patience than me, refer to them if you have to.

On to business.

The Med Bay still needs some repair. I'd say with a little help everything could be up and running within a few days but it does mean people with technical parts and anyone in need of surgery are going to hold off for treatment. Useful salvage to that end would be a miracle.

Also that station's infirmary has a neat trick of offering up complete medical histories. If you would be willing, please send me what you can of yours privately. I'm not going to sneak around and try to get it, but if I have a complete medical run down it means I can better help you in the future if related problems come up. Just don't grab anyone else's if that's the case. Just yours. I want absolute information consent here.

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I've noticed some issues with your physiology that I would like to discuss with you in private. Either message me or come by Med Bay.

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How many people have you killed? In a fight or otherwise?

I was in a war, once. It made a lot of good people do things they wouldn't. I have a lot of thoughts on the subject.

But I think your friends might need some support if they're the "good people forced by circumstances into doing bad things" type. Sort of sucks to have to walk around wearing that.

Wh -- killed? No way! What do I look like, a Decepticreep?

[He is utterly unaware that word means less than nothing to almost anyone else.]

... Oh, scrap. That -- doesn't sound good. I mean. Like the opposite of good completely.

[I'm sorry, in other, less teenage words.]

They've gotta be. If they weren't, we wouldn't be friends! They'd probably have fed me to the scraplets first chance they got.

Decepticreep?

[He does sound very young. Not that she passes much judgement on that, she tends toward youth the same way as she does everyone else. If anything, she's usually a little less harsh.]

You know, for all that you want to be sure that your friends are fantastic people, sometimes they're just not. It's how it is.

But that doesn't mean being decent to someone can't bring out their better side. [She thinks back to that piece of shtako, Nolan. The way he constantly treated her despite his own notoriously brutal reputation. Sure, it's on the benefit of his daughter, but he's always treated everyone different from him the same way.]

[It's really put a block on her trust, that lack of acceptance. And that sense of trust was badly waning anyway. She'd rather not see it happen to people that aren't as abrasive as she is yet.]

Yeah, the criminals and guys who started the war back home. Basically wiped out half the planet and stuff. Those guys are the ones who murder people.

Not me.

[He says that a little more defensively than he should. Because Strongarm was always on his back about being a lawbreaker. Being irresponsible and his "record". But he'd never actually hurt anyone.]

[Right?]

But they've got to be! Right? Otherwise, they'd throw me out the airlock or ... get on my case all the time! Or feed me to the scraplets!

[Sideswipe your friends include Anakin Skywalker. Stop saying words.]

They can't be 'not great'.

No, but just because they won't do that to you doesn't mean they won't do that to other people.

But that doesn't make sense!

Why would they be all nice and scrap to me, but then go and ... not be to someone else!

Because they like you and they don't like someone else.

[Dry as can be.]

... so then they'd just be jerks, not like. Awful murderers.

Some people kill people they really, really don't like or people that represent causes that they really, really don't like.

Yeah, like Megatron.

But that's Megatron - not like. Tailgate.

It's like every person on this ship that's been a soldier and had to kill someone.

But that's not like... murdering someone!

[Teenage logic. War is different than killing someone in the street for their credits.]

And apparently it's enough for this prison to hold you accountable just as the same as the people that murder in rage.

[This kid is going to cost himself some friends or be startled when someone ends up dead.]

[Ah well... They'll probably come back she guesses.]

...Ah well. I'm sure they'll explain if you ask them.

[She can't promise it won't be bullshit, but Sideswipe can ask.]

But that... that doesn't make any sense!

[This is really hard for him to accept okay. All of this. The war's been over for... ages, when he's from. It's different, right? Killing someone in war versus cold blood?]

[It doesn't make sense to him.]

... you think?

I think they could better than I could. War is hell, kid. But it's still a bunch of people killing each other over ideas. Some of those ideas hurt a lot of people, but that's still what it is.

... I thought war was important. Y'know?

Like. You gotta fight or else everyone important's gonna die.

Everyone important?

Who would that be?

The war I was in was of homeless races, their planets destroyed, that had nowhere to go and the natives of another world that didn't want them to settle there. Both had families in need. Both were scared. One side had nothing to lose and one didn't want to give anything.

So.

Who would be important?

That's different! That's not like... how it was! That doesn't have like. The Cons trying to wipe everyone out!

Or take over Earth and Cybertron!

Why do you want me to answer that, dude? I don't... like, seriously, the war was over before I came online!

I don't know. You wanted to know why your friends were covered in blood.

Yeah, I... did.