[Ratchet's expression nearly cracks and he looks away after a moment, swallowing.]

You can talk to whoever you want, Fulcrum. And I'll show you the needle punctures on your neck, if you want. I--

[He cycles his vents.]

I apologize for tricking you. I was worried you wouldn't let me look otherwise, and I needed to know, but the last thing you need right now is more people doing things behind your back. You should talk to whoever you feel comfortable with, and you can either come with me, or not, while I take this to Ultra Magnus. It's up to you.