"Ahem."

Even in the most busy medbay, after the worst of crisis, there is always a lull in activity, even if for only a few moments. Which is, of course, the best time to strike...

"I think you need this more than I do," Glit said from somewhere down by Ambulon's knee. Sitting on his hunches as though he'd always been there, carefully not glancing in his fellow medic's direction, he casually slid a cube in front of the larger mech's foot.

"Don't even think of arguing. Professional diagnosis here."