[The small tools that had sprung out of Brainstorm's fingers to do the work here retract, and then he folds his arms, scowling at HK-47 despite lacking a mouth.]
I'm a weapons engineer, not a mechanic, you over-glorified diagnostics droid. I warned you about this beforehand. And honestly, who programmed you? You'd do well to not get so cross with someone tinkering around in your head if you enjoy being able to function as you're used to!
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I'm a weapons engineer, not a mechanic, you over-glorified diagnostics droid. I warned you about this beforehand. And honestly, who programmed you? You'd do well to not get so cross with someone tinkering around in your head if you enjoy being able to function as you're used to!