"So... if you aren't an Autobot, then what are you?" Pinoko asked, curiously.
She stepped back, looking at his wrapped up wrist. "There! No strenuous activity for at least twenty four hours! Don't jostle it too bad. I don't know... do Cybertronians have self-fixing... programs? Systems? Can you fix yourself eventually? The point is, don't hurt your arm worse! It didn't look like you broke any of the metal or bent anything in there, it just looked like a nasty gash."
Which really was surprising. In that regard, fixing Deadlock was kind of just like fixing a really big person.
"Pinoko will get you extra stuff so you can change the bandage if necessary."
And because she didn't know if robot blood could eat through gauze or whatever. She'd give him some painkillers, but she didn't think they'd work on him. Sorry Deadlock, if you hurt, you're on your own.
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She stepped back, looking at his wrapped up wrist. "There! No strenuous activity for at least twenty four hours! Don't jostle it too bad. I don't know... do Cybertronians have self-fixing... programs? Systems? Can you fix yourself eventually? The point is, don't hurt your arm worse! It didn't look like you broke any of the metal or bent anything in there, it just looked like a nasty gash."
Which really was surprising. In that regard, fixing Deadlock was kind of just like fixing a really big person.
"Pinoko will get you extra stuff so you can change the bandage if necessary."
And because she didn't know if robot blood could eat through gauze or whatever. She'd give him some painkillers, but she didn't think they'd work on him. Sorry Deadlock, if you hurt, you're on your own.