Depth Charge's response was swift, sharp and painful- probably more for him than the Decepticon.

"None of your fragging business," he snarled, clenching his fists. Without realising it, Lockdown had managed to take a shot at the motherboard of all open wounds. Not his fault, of course, he could never have known, but since when was the Maximal ever rational these days? The last thing he wanted now was to be reminded that... that...