Crackshot comes into the room. Rolling carefully he was pulling a trailer of supplies and parts for the wounded. He wasn't the strongest of mechs, but he was doing his best to help out as the streetcar rolled through, careful to attend the speed limit as he pulled up to the ICU building Crackshot chuckles, turning his signal on to pull into the loading bay "I feel the same way. Though at least we know it wouldn’t be wasted, right?" Crackshot frowns and states "I'm Crackshot, not kid." he states simply, still holding the boxes in his hands. Crackshot says, "Enough of them." Ratchet is annoyed.