Stop! Get away! You want to get rid of me! J-Just like the others do!

You’d hoped this wouldn’t happen again. Ratchet had sworn Red Alert’s logic-and-reason circuits were completely fixed…but it seems this is just an undeniable consequence of war. Red Alert has…episodes. He was always sorta paranoid, but never to a dangerous degree. But ever since the accident, every now and again, something goes wrong. Ratchet tries to give him the help he needs, but just like how some scratches can’t be buffed out, some circuits stay fried…

There—There’s nothing wrong with me..!

He’s having another one…you try to remember what you’re supposed to do in these situations. Telling him he’s unwell never ends good…and he’ll jump at the nearest movement. But you can’t just let him suffer..!

You just want to disassemble me for spare parts…! I won’t let you!!!