Casually, he lets go of Starscream's shoulder, but only so he can grab a wing and twist it roughly in his hand – enough that he feels he can turn his back on him without risking him flying away. He'll come back to him later.
Then he turns to Breakdown and Knock Out, and for an uncomfortably long moment he doesn't say anything at all, just stares down at the medic and his assistant with rage etched all over his war-lined face.
At long last he speaks, sheer anger making every word deliberate and heavy.
"You are all extremely lucky," he says, "that my forces on this world are so calamitously limited that I am left with no choice but to give all of you," he spits out the words as if they disgust him, "a second chance – no choice but to hope that with the addition of discipline and supervision this pitiful collection of invalids and deserters will be able to demonstrate themselves worthy of serving me. But do not mistake me – the moment any of you proves he is not worthy, I will not hesitate to exterminate him." He reaches down to haul Starscream up by the damaged wing – hope you weren't trying to crawl away there lil buddy – his fist clenching hard around the metal. "Do I make myself clear?"
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Casually, he lets go of Starscream's shoulder, but only so he can grab a wing and twist it roughly in his hand – enough that he feels he can turn his back on him without risking him flying away. He'll come back to him later.
Then he turns to Breakdown and Knock Out, and for an uncomfortably long moment he doesn't say anything at all, just stares down at the medic and his assistant with rage etched all over his war-lined face.
At long last he speaks, sheer anger making every word deliberate and heavy.
"You are all extremely lucky," he says, "that my forces on this world are so calamitously limited that I am left with no choice but to give all of you," he spits out the words as if they disgust him, "a second chance – no choice but to hope that with the addition of discipline and supervision this pitiful collection of invalids and deserters will be able to demonstrate themselves worthy of serving me. But do not mistake me – the moment any of you proves he is not worthy, I will not hesitate to exterminate him." He reaches down to haul Starscream up by the damaged wing – hope you weren't trying to crawl away there lil buddy – his fist clenching hard around the metal. "Do I make myself clear?"