[he keeps looking down at his hands, drawing them into his lap.]

Well. It's not entirely proper or professional, but I think we can still be peers after this. We all need to work together with these new dimensional issues that affect mental health and Primus knows we ain't got much choice in anythin' else.

[his expression crimps.]

The friggin' board can deal with it when Cybertron is alive again and there even is one.