You don't actually look all that similar. Different enough that I don't get confused anymore at a glance. [ratchet keeps looking down at his glass, smiling a little.] I think he was younger, too, but he was in the same line of work. He'd still race Hot Rod for fun...

[but-- ah, not about that.]

It's strange, yeah, but when I see you it's not like I'm seein' a romantic partner I lost, so it could be worse, I guess. Maybe not, 'cuz he went pretty rough, but still. I didn't mean to keep this from ya as a... I don't know. On purpose. I want ya to know that I wouldn't be treatin' ya any different even if I'd never met a Prowl. I still think your gigantic huge brain is incredible and I'd still want to be your friend.

[he shouldn't really be friends with his patients, but ratchet scrapped that rule a good few million years ago. he can only do so much!]