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Arcee watches Ratchet walk away from the alternate Prowl and the human woman, waiting till he drew near the couch before she stood and went to meet him, holding out the datachip that she'd come to deliver and offering him a slight smile. She hopes it doesn't look tired.

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"Yes," she says distractedly, then looks at him squarely. "Ratchet... how necessary is this data collection that I'm doing?"

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Ratchet sighs, folding his arms over his windshield. "Arcee, you know I'm not going to ask you to do things you don't want to do, though is there's any information on that chip that might betray the location of Site Xavier, it'll be of use to us. We've had several encounters with with Facility people, as you know... And likely as you know, only a few have ever really been good ones. Even Bumblebee couldn't anger one of their soldiers into accidentally dropping some information. Two others gave us a bit of information, but not enough to really do much with. I'm sure we miss things, however, since we can't always be here. If someone from Xavier comes through and we miss them, well...we missed them. The only way we'll know after the fact, obviously, is if someone can somehow let us know if anything of interest happened while they were here."

Frowning, he meets her gaze. "This doesn't have to be your problem if you don't want it to be. For us, this is extremely personal. Maybe it borderlines on obsession, a bunch of wasted energy for a cause mostly lost, but we're still not ready to call it quits."