Nexus. Arcee's apartment. Boosterfix

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Arcee's limping on the old wound as she leads the way into her Nexus home and heads over to her bench/berth. "Don't trip over that box. I haven't had time to take it to the curb yet."

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She blinks and looks toward him absently, her processor in a whirl and her thoughts far away. "Thank you."

And then she forgets him as she finishes straightening out and settles down to ponder and pray.

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Saying nothing more, Ratchet lets himself out and carefully shuts the door behind him as he goes. It's about time he got back to his own reality, himself.