Sun: *looks up at TC.* Do you understand now? He didn't take me to a hospital because every one he's tried to take one of these poor sparks to has turned him away either because he can't pay them what they want or because they "don't treat slum trash." They've come to know him, and the types he helps, and so he was afraid that if he brought me to a hospital, even if he just left me at one, that they'd just ignore me. So he did the only thing he could do to ensure I got help, he brought me here and fixed me himself. *he steps to TC and touches his arm* He wept when he realized the crash had damaged parts in my head that have left me with few memories and no comms. He said I should be able to go to any hospital and be fixed now, but then I met everyone else here. I wanted to help, so I stayed. I'm...I'm so sorry my choice hurt you. I kept telling myself I'd go see if anyone was looking for me, but each day was done before I knew it. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me.
Buster: *has gone to two bedpads set up against each other in one ling berth. He oh so gently puts Data down on one side and will go get a cube of energon. He'll move to one of the unmoving mechs in a berth. For such a large mech he is exceptionally gentle as he slips an arm under the mech and sits him up to carefully pour fuel into him*
Zip: *she... moves over by Buster. He shifts a but nervously at her approach and won't look at her more than a moment.* ...will you show me how to help, Buster?
Buster: *looks at her then...and smiles.* Help?
Zip: *nods* Yes. i'd like to help.