[His next drink arrives as he says that, and he scowls into it.]
[At... least until that tirade starts up.]
[Then it's back to staring at the other 'bot again. For a long, long moment. he can't believe what he's hearing. And part of it likely has to do with the drinks. But...]
[Do I gotta go on?]
["Going on" might very well be impossible as, with his free hand, the scientist seizes the back of Wheeljack's head... and, without further ado, mashes their mouths together.]
[It's very short, very fierce, and he pulls away before too long passes -- before his engine has a chance to kick to life.]
no subject
[His next drink arrives as he says that, and he scowls into it.]
[At... least until that tirade starts up.]
[Then it's back to staring at the other 'bot again. For a long, long moment. he can't believe what he's hearing. And part of it likely has to do with the drinks. But...]
[Do I gotta go on?]
["Going on" might very well be impossible as, with his free hand, the scientist seizes the back of Wheeljack's head... and, without further ado, mashes their mouths together.]
[It's very short, very fierce, and he pulls away before too long passes -- before his engine has a chance to kick to life.]
No. I don't believe that will be necessary.
[As he primly sips the remainder of his drink.]