Scourge flinches a bit. //Injured to the spark? Is that even possible?// That question didn't go to Auspex or to his alternate, only to his own Triadmates, and it's to Galvatron that he looks in question.

And the warlord nods, grim-faced, lip curling. //It is to the likes of Rodimus Void, or so I'm told!//

Scourge's optics pale at that, and he moves a protective step closer to his other-self. "Fine," he says to Auspex, and his voice is a little higher than he'd like it. "Then we'll see that he's fixed and nobody gets chance to do that again. Right?" He looks at his Triad again.