Mechra: I have many things to apologise for today.
X2: Oh thank goodness you’re both okay!

Mechra: The explosion was an attack by my sister.
Mechra: A bomb meant for me, with no thought for the collateral that might involve.

X2: Wait… are you okay? Why is your body all longer and girdery?

Tachelock: It’s an alt mode. And it was stopping us from being crushed.
Tachelock: But I guess they finally fixed the grav-emitters?

X2: Yeah. Mechra sorted it somehow.
Tachelock: Thank god.

Tachelock: I’ve got such a crick in my shoulder servos.