Blammo! Straight between the optics. Depth Charge made a face. "Right, right, you couldn't help it- just like you can't help being a pain in the fender," he fired back. "And, by the by, that was a cheap shot." He sighed deeply again and rubbed at his temple. Why did it feel like he was still fighting a war every time he spoke to these guys?

Eventually, he gave HK a long, hard, don't-even-think-sarcastically-because-I'll-know stare. "Look. All I'm asking is that you play nice. That really so much to ask? Even Lugnut can do it when he feels like it, for Primus' sake. And Ratchet." He paused. "You saying Ratchet stuck with you even though he knew you were with the 'cons?"