[He's more than a pain. He's a walking talking disaster.]

Hmmm, sounds tempting. [He crouches to Chikusa's eye level, his optic narrowing by the seconds.] But see, they messed with my head here. Gave me this major headache and... Hm?

[Whirl's attention is momentarily taken away by the near-dead shadow slowly clawing its way towards them. He lets out an annoyed sigh and turns around, shooting at it some more.]

Geez, talk about rude. We were in a middle of a conversation.