Eject vents heavily when he sees Rewind, but does not otherwise move. His limbs feel very, very far away, but it doesn’t upset him, because he knows its the sedative. He can’t even find it in himself to be irritated that his legs seem to be occupying another dimension at the moment.
He reaches out the only way he can to Rewind, with his spark. Everything’s okay now, because he is here. Eject makes an attempt to mumble his name, but a low-pitched digital warble is all the comes out, followed by a frustrated huff. Rewind would probably know the sound well from the days before Eject learned how to speak.
“Go to the other side of the berth and climb up,” Ratchet told Rewind when he saw Rewind’s actions. “You’ll be out of the way.” Then he looked at Blaster again. “How could his surveillance suite and his vocalizer get damaged? There’s not been any major contact with other universes that I’m aware of, and we know our systems are clean.”
“…’Rewind’… Eject’s trying to talk but without his vocalization software he can’t form words…” Blaster murmured in a pained tone as he watched his sons react to being together. “I need to scour surveillance and find anything and everything that might point to what happened. I’ll take up Eject’s duties for him.”
He looked to Ratchet, a haunted sense of grief and pain in his optics before he sighed heavily. This meant that Eject was vulnerable on his watch. Blaster was supposed to watch out for Rewind and Eject but he dropped the ball.
“I don’t know how it happened, Ratchet…”
Rewind followed Ratchet’s orders, but not before sending a small comforting pulse to Eject through their bond- making sure his brother know he wasn’t leaving.
He clambered up on the bed and curled up next to Eject, taking the other’s hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze and when Eject called out to him in a familiar electrical trill, Rewind responded with his own soft coded beeps and high pitch chirrups- it was a coded language Rewind had developed, something he had come up with when he and Eject were young and dealing with Eject’s speech impediment, and though it was nowhere as complicated as Eject native electrical language- it was a way to keep his brother from feeling excluded, a way to comfort his brother.
|You’re gonna be fine. We’re here with you now. |
He looked over to Blaster, feeling the other’s grief and worry through their bond.
“He’s going to be fine.” He assured his creator, switching his vocalizer back to its normal settings, “Everything’ll be fine. We just- we just have to stay positive, yeah?”
He gave his twin’s hand a small squeeze and sat up, motioning for Blaster to sit down next to them.