"Power cores then. There has to be a way to produce something equivalent that you can survive on," Rung replied, squeezing the other's shoulder a bit before his optics dimmed a bit in a sort of understanding way.

"No, that's not how I handle things. I help others, that's what I do. And you need someone to help you," he murmured, keeping his hand where it was since the other hadn't made any move to shake himself free. "You seem like a decent being to me and that is enough for me to want to help you. So, let's look at all our options, shall we?"

He gave the other another smile, a warm, reassuring sort of one.