[Her optics narrow at the very thought of giving another bot a dose of anything with venom to study.]

Not happening. I'll let you help me test the stuff, but that's about it wheels. I may like you, but I don't like you so much to share anything that might contain something as personal as my venom.

[She huffs and crosses her claws beneath her chest plate.]

...I haven't a clue if that double headed idiot is still here and I don't care either.

[Okay, maybe she cares a little for the simple fact that it was good to have another Predacon around. Especially an idiot one at that.]

You find me volunteers, I don't scratch the finish. Besides, you're too good looking to be my usual dodo of a test subject.