Heard it. Havin' trouble buyin' it.

And hey, not like I wanted to scrap 'em. But the last time I came back online someplace I don't remember goin', I came out of it missin' an optic.

[Just in case Drift here's one of those bots not so good with their imagination, Breakdown points a finger at the slab of metal over his eye just to make sure the other bot follows him.]

Wasn't real eager to chance a repeat.

[...surprisingly, that regret, or as close to genuine regret as a big brute like Breakdown can convey, actually sounds genuine.]