The sword, which had been holding him up before, lays forgotten at Wing's side now as he focuses on the light in Drift's optics. A light never wants to imagine going out.
"Shh, don't. Perils of life." Especially in this place, though he leaves it unsaid. "You tried where others wouldn't have." Wing had seen the other swordmech run off after Dirge. It's the reason he hadn't followed, that and the monster he'd been engaged with at the time. He doesn't know what's happened to the other flier, but it's far from his mind now.
He's not sure where the medics are, slightly separated from the group as they are. He's more worried about the spill of energon and that it's growing still. If he could get that stopped it'd buy him some time to find someone with more capable hands.
"Let me take a look," with a gentle hand on Drift's hip and one under his elbow, he rolls Drift slowly onto his back, trying to stifle the catch of air in his vents at full sight of the wound.
I read that as sidedish... and that sounded porny?
"Shh, don't. Perils of life." Especially in this place, though he leaves it unsaid. "You tried where others wouldn't have." Wing had seen the other swordmech run off after Dirge. It's the reason he hadn't followed, that and the monster he'd been engaged with at the time. He doesn't know what's happened to the other flier, but it's far from his mind now.
He's not sure where the medics are, slightly separated from the group as they are. He's more worried about the spill of energon and that it's growing still. If he could get that stopped it'd buy him some time to find someone with more capable hands.
"Let me take a look," with a gentle hand on Drift's hip and one under his elbow, he rolls Drift slowly onto his back, trying to stifle the catch of air in his vents at full sight of the wound.