The drive back to Ratchet's shuttle after the battle had been a long one. Drift wasn't sure where Ratchet had originally set down, but it sure wasn't close to the stone fortress, and by the time they arrive, he's glad to finally stop for a little while. A little (okay, a lot) fighting shouldn't take this much out of him, but then again, it isn't really all about the fighting. Plenty else had happened today with far greater weight.

"I don't see why we have to leave the Leading Light here," Drift says as he transforms back to root mood, dusting sand off his finish. "I mean, all it needs is a few repairs, right?"