[Haha, he's not the most adept combatant, but he's no fool either. (Okay, there are those who might argue, but...) He caught that other arm, trapping it to The Spine's side. After all, the Cybertronian's hand width is pretty much from shoulders to hips on the human-built robot.]
[The old engineer studies the steam-driven antique and shakes his head.]
I dunno what's wrong with you, pal, but I think I better figure it out fast. C'mon.
[And . . . moving carefully - both hands are occupied (PAINFULLY in one case) - he'll climb to his feet and turn to head back to his workshop. And hey, kid? If you don't stop with that saw, he /will/ pull your arm off at the shoulder socket. Not that he wants to, but not like he can't just reattach it later, either.]
Y U so mean. TT~TT
[The old engineer studies the steam-driven antique and shakes his head.]
I dunno what's wrong with you, pal, but I think I better figure it out fast. C'mon.
[And . . . moving carefully - both hands are occupied (PAINFULLY in one case) - he'll climb to his feet and turn to head back to his workshop. And hey, kid? If you don't stop with that saw, he /will/ pull your arm off at the shoulder socket. Not that he wants to, but not like he can't just reattach it later, either.]