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Knockout was inserting Deadeye's right optic when the left one flicked to him.
"…you shouldn't be online right now."
He reached for a knob at the tableside and she growled, her servo clenching imperceptibly. He's confident he could reactivate stasis before she retaliated, but he had approximately three more hours' worth of repairs on her battered body, and if she managed to wake herself up so soon into the procedure, she undoubtedly would again.
So, he offered her a shrug and dropped the offending servo. "If you insist."
Her right optic popped into place without so much as a twitch.