Wheeljack's optics flashed softly in surprise.

"O-oh..."

He backed up till he bumped the bulkhead behind him, suddenly needing something to lean on, his optics dropping from Ratchet's. Suddenly things didn't feel so real anymore again. He looked out around the room once more, suddenly feeling disconnected and more than a little lost.

"Um, Ratchet? What's...w-what's going on?"

Tell me this is just a really bad recharge...