[Oh, that's a familiar look. Except he's more used to that look coming from something he's about to step on, rather than someone he's just attempted to rescue.]
[So Ironhide simply stares back. There's a bit of Closer on one of his huge shoulders... and it sort of slops down to the ground while he waits for her to recover. Then he shrugs.]
I find both is a frequent sentiment among your kind.
[His scarred faceplates twitch in a sort of smirk.]
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[So Ironhide simply stares back. There's a bit of Closer on one of his huge shoulders... and it sort of slops down to the ground while he waits for her to recover. Then he shrugs.]
I find both is a frequent sentiment among your kind.
[His scarred faceplates twitch in a sort of smirk.]
And among the enemy.