[Fulcrum goes quiet. He's angry, incredibly angry. In his memories, all he has is bitterness. The best things that have ever happened to him are here, in this place, and that's all because Chromedome took the good memories away.

He wants to remember, so badly.]

You lost your hold on reality anyway. Your addiction didn't help, it got worse.

[He lets out a sigh, hating how shaky it sounds.]

Look, I. Can appreciate that you're being straight forward with this. I'm not ready to forgive you, though.

Not just for me, either. I just... I think about how Prowl looked when I told him. He didn't deserve what you did to him either. He was lucky that I was the one that found him, honestly.