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[daintylegs]

"Hey, sorry I missed your call! I'll try to get back to you when I can, okay?"

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[daintylegs]

[Well, looks like the cat's outta the bag, whatever that means.

But this is not going to end well.]

Let's just say that if, hypothetically, I did take your datapads. I'd have probably have donated them to someone else to help save the whales. So, I think it'd be accurate to say that they're not going to be returned. In this hypothetical scenario, that is.

[aminerproblem]

...

[There's a long moment of silence, where Megatron slowly, carefully cycles air through his vents. His hands are clenched into fists, his face is a tentatively controlled frown. One thing is certain: he's getting too damn old for this bullshit.]

[Somehow, he manages to retain a patient tone:]

You gave them away?

[daintylegs]

[Tailgate instantly switches to his last line of defense: Tears.]

I'm sorry! But they were asking for things to give the mercenaries and I didn't have anything valuable to give them! Please don't be mad, I just wanted to help.

[aminerproblem]

So you gave away my personal effects to mercenaries - organic mercenaries no less - to pawn off to some collector?

[Saving the whales doesn't seem too convincing a reason.]

[daintylegs]

They were the most valuable things I knew of.

And after tormenting that one whale, I figured I owed it to them to help them.