Rekindle IC Mailbox

[triggerhappycopter]

[The mailbox is pristine. Peculiar, considering the resident.]

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[Really, all people can hear is a distant, angry hissing noise.]

BEEP!

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[stubbornandfrustrating]

...Spinister.

[Ratchet sees that, Spinister's worry, how drained he seems. His own shoulders sag a little, looking harrowed.]

He mentioned the nightmares just... not how bad they were. And I know he's been stressed about me losing--about Chromedome's needles being missing. ...I know you all must be. But we're looking for them, and if I can't do anything about that now at least I can help with this.

[triggerhappycopter]

That...

[He becomes aware of the way the needles move inside his fingers again and he feels vaguely sick. That was Spin's fault, but he couldn't tell Ratchet about that yet.]

... Thanks.

[stubbornandfrustrating]

'Course. Just--I'll schedule something with Krok and let you know.

...thank you, too. I think this'll help.

[triggerhappycopter]

See you then.

[Spin disconnects before Ratchet could really see him fall apart.]