Breakdown woke up with some aches and pains, but he felt better than last night. As he sat up and looked around, he soon noticed that Ratchet was working on something nearby. He was hesitant to do anything, he could get up and attack but that would only screw him over in the long run right now, he decided to go with a more reasonable route and slowly sat up from the medical berth, it wasn't as nice as the one Knockout had, then again nothing was as nice as Knockout had.

Breakdown made a soft cough to get Ratchet's attention. It was the nice thing to do. "So um, doctor, what are you working on? Or is that a need-to-know thing, and I'm not in that need to know?"

Ratchet slightly jumped and turned to look at Breakdown. He seemed startled to be looking at the con, and the fact that he didn't try to kill him was a plus. "You actually get to know this, I don't think you've noticed yet, but I still haven't attached your arm, I'm working on it now. Tell me, why didn't you attack? I'm sure that's the first thing you wanted to do." There was a slight hint of curiosity in Ratchet's voice. 

Breakdown was startled and quickly looked down at his arm, and sure enough, he didn't have it attached. "Ah yeah. I figured it wouldn't be polite to attack the guy who fixed me up and well I know it was you guys taking kindness on me, I don't know how long it goes for you bots but I know I'm in no place to fight any of you." Breakdown wasn't sure if he should be saying all of this, but he wanted to be truthful. Maybe it will work out for him.

Ratchet seemed to smile at him? It was hard to tell, but he definitely didn't have that glower to his face that he had a few seconds ago. "I appreciate you not attacking, better than some bots, that's for sure." It almost sounded like a jab at someone, but Breakdown wasn't sure if he should ask about it.

"So um Doctor." Breakdown was cut off by Ratchet. "Just call me Ratchet, please." Breakdown took surpise to that but decided to listen to the other bots' words. "So Ratchet, why am I not locked up or something? I'm a Decepticon."

Ratchet seemed hesitant at first, and then he responded after a moment. "I requested that you were to stay in this spot until I got you fully fixed up." He explained while turning back to Breakdown's arm, which he started to work on again, yet he seemed slightly frustrated.

"Ah, like Knockout, you like to stay in your medbay and have your patients close." Breakdown commented, he remembered many of a time when Knockout would throw a slight hissy fit if his patients decided to try to leave before he was done.

"Like Knockout!? I am not like that disaster of a." Ratchet froze and turned as he suddenly felt a tight grip on his shoulder.

"Don't call him that. You can call any other Decepticon what you want, but you don't disrespect Knockout." Breakdown's voice held a certain anger to it. His single optic was narrowed, and his grip was extremely tight on Ratchet.

Ratchet stared up at Breakdown. He wasn't expecting such a harsh response from the other bot, and he was half sure he was going to get his aft kicked. "Okay, as long as you don't call me Doctor or Doc, I won't disrespect Knockout." Ratchet responded, and once he did Breakdown, let go of his shoulder and went to sit back down.

"Deal. Im sorry, Ratchet. I don't tolerate other bots talking badly about him. He puts good effort into all that he does." Breakdown's voice had relaxes some, and so has his frame. He didn't seem as upset anymore.

Ratchet nodded and then slowly got back to work after rubbing his shoulder slightly. It was like dealing with Bulkhead and his strength. "Optimus should be coming in soon to see how things are going."

Breakdown froze for a second. He could have had Optimus see that or any other autobot, and they would have probably shot him for basically threatening their medic. He could have been screwed over really badly there. He needs to clean up his act.