"You don't have to thank me, I'm happy to help," the therapist murmured as he stood, swaying some, his frame suddenly feeling a lot heavier than he knew it was. He put a hand to his head for a moment, vents cycling softly as he tried to collect himself, honestly looking ready to just collapse back against the other bot.

"I mean it...I really don't mind doing this," he spoke again, optics brightening a touch as he managed to focus on Dead End, giving him a faint smile. "Now...let's go get those drinks shall we?"