[ratchet helps him up, just in case his legs are a little too numb and he stumbles. once he's up, it's easy enough to get him to the berth and get him temporarily unconscious so he can do the work.
he finishes in about forty five minutes, but ratchet just sits by the slab to wait for optimus to wake up himself, tapping away and updating the medical file.]
[ Optimus will wake in due time, reaching his hand out first for Ratchet. Touching his shoulder as his optics slowly glow into life. He stays laying, removing his hand after assuring he's not alone. Which in truth, he thought he would be when he were to wake. He smiles softly under his mask. ]
You stayed. [ Optimus says it like it's familiar. He's not Red Alert, but its nice to know that there's enough there to be similar enough. Not the same, but enough that Optimus can trust this medic. Perhaps the entire staff here. ]
Better. I don't feel like I need the floor anymore. Thank you, Ratchet. [ Optimus sits up slowly then reaches his hand over to him and places it on his shoulder, loose in case Ratchet wished to back out of the friendly touch. ]
I hope in time you'll come to realise the slab would'a been just as cool, [he comments, dryly. he lets him put the hand on his shoulder, smiling a little.] You'll be okay, Prime. But I need you to get more rest that isn't clinically forced on you, going without will only make you feel worse.
I best heed the doctor's orders. [ He lets a small nervous laugh out. ] I've worried you enough as is. I promise I'll rest more henceforth.
I feel if I give another sorry, you'll simply tell me it's part of the job. So instead. I'll thank you. You've been a fine friend to me. If you'll allow me to call you that.
There's an earth custom I'm rather fond of, the human children taught me. [ Optimus offers his fist out, raised up. ] You knock your fist to mine, like one might knock helmets together.
I... know this sounds sudden and strange. But it is my way of saying, we're comrades and I will protect you in return.
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he finishes in about forty five minutes, but ratchet just sits by the slab to wait for optimus to wake up himself, tapping away and updating the medical file.]
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You stayed. [ Optimus says it like it's familiar. He's not Red Alert, but its nice to know that there's enough there to be similar enough. Not the same, but enough that Optimus can trust this medic. Perhaps the entire staff here. ]
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I feel if I give another sorry, you'll simply tell me it's part of the job. So instead. I'll thank you. You've been a fine friend to me. If you'll allow me to call you that.
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[he kind of wishes his own optimus was here. he would be able to give way better leadership advice to this poor kid.]
And... come tell me if things are starting to overwhelm you again, alright? It's not a problem; I'm a medic. I'm supposed to look after my patients.
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I... know this sounds sudden and strange. But it is my way of saying, we're comrades and I will protect you in return.
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Sure. [bomp.]