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[harderfasterwrecker]

A squishy one. How does it not smash on the inside of your head when you move too fast?

[Whirl has a lot more to get offended about, so why sweat the small stuff. Also he's prone to the same kind of questions.]

But you can still use it, right?

Like you can still work and stuff.

[Whirl is not as subtle as he likes to think he is, and despite the fact that he's trying to still seem as cavalier, he's clearly actually asking.]

[t65]

It does. [Luke chuckles softly.] That's what a concussion is, Whirl.

[He studies the hand again.] I can, yes. It doesn't have the same range of motion, and it's less strong and more delicate, but I can do everything I used to, for the most part.

[harderfasterwrecker]

[ Whirl clicks a pincer again. ]

Ah. Gross.

[Whirl cackles, it's a metallic awful sort of noise, but it's actually quite a happy sound. He just has a trash vocalizer. His optic arcs, and he tilts his head.]

That's...good.

[ There's a beat. He sighs dramatically, though it's not a sound he actually needs to make and is completely intentional. ]

Alright. Alright. What do you wanna know about little old me. I know I'm basically unvincible and the brutal sound and fury, best wrecker this side of the galaxy and all that. Whatever.

[Aka: Whirl speak for what'cha want kid.]

[t65]

[Luke considers the question.]

I just wanted to get to know you better. You're important to the stability of the ship, you know. And I guess... [Now's the time for honesty, and Luke tries to think of a way to phrase it that doesn't seem inherently disingenuous.] I want to get to know you better, so if any accidents happen again, I'll be able to help.