[It feels better. Wheeljack feels better. Which, in turn, causes him to feel the same. He still can't control those feelings completely, but, at least now, around the Wrecker, he can relax.]
[Enough to where the lights along his paneling maintain an even, steady glow, rather than the brilliant, angry intensity of before.]
Mm, no. Not quite. More, you've caught me in attempting to slog through what little useful data I've collected.
[ACTION]
[Enough to where the lights along his paneling maintain an even, steady glow, rather than the brilliant, angry intensity of before.]
Mm, no. Not quite. More, you've caught me in attempting to slog through what little useful data I've collected.