Hemorrhage holds his arms out in front of him to protect his torso from Razorclaw's... uh, claws, backing away while doing so, toward God Neptune (@Toa_Vladin @ProfSrlojohn)
"Along with a bot who was trying to save you?" Hemorrhage grunts, referring to himself, of course.
Forager was still and silent, having hit both a crossroads and a crisis of conscience. On one hand, Manta had the map to the Oracle- and after she got whatever it was she wanted from that thing, it was next stop: anywhere but here. The whole reason he'd stuck with these guys in the first place. He could just go with her, and he'd be outta here; why should he care if some of them were stupid enough to stay behind.
Why did he care that some of them would be left behind?
Beside him, Moley warbles something he couldn't understand.
"Come on," Forager says to it, burying his feelings. "We gotta go with 'em; I don' like the idea of Razorclaw runnin' off an' joining the other team, but it's not like we'd know where to start lookin' for her. It'd be a waste of time."