[For once, he doesn't care about the proximity warnings, and just sits there until Ratchet pulls himself up. His systems are doing much the same thing to the water, and it just feels nasty. Not to mention... it got in places it shouldn't thanks to the gaping hole in his chest.]

... You all right...?

[He sounds a little gruffer than normal, but puts a hand out onto Ratchet's shoulder. They need to get back on dry land, but something's not right.]

You... look like scrap. [A little shake, a little lean. A silent Ratchet is never a good sign.] Hey... You hear me?