Waltz retches at the bucket that Ratchet hurries to get, but nothing comes out. After awhile she settles down on her front with her hand tucked under her cheek as her brown optics stare sadly down at the floor.

Ratchet rumbles and nods. "Waltz, can you tell us what the two mechs looked like? Scatcat's description of them wasn't very helpful."

"They called each other 'Sunny' and 'Sides'," she murmurs.