Prowl's first instinct was to want to make Chromedome afraid. To make him regret raising his hand against him. Threaten him, find some other way to shred his emotions just a little more. To break him down a little further with the correct string of words.

But, that's when Prowl stopped himself. That - that wasn't him either, was it? He didn't want it to be. He was irritable, he did things that were wrong - but was never outright malicious. He had good intentions. Right?

"You really don't care, do you?"

Prowl felt the anger fade and be replaced with something else. Maybe it was better to just let Chromedome go for now,

"Fine. Get out."