...Oh. [That's all he manages to say, before they go into silence. His tanks clench uncomfortably at the idea of Riptide doing that on purpose to people he called his friends. People who thought they could trust him.

There's a long pause before Bumblebee says anything else, obviously trying to think of what to say to that. He searches for answers in Riptide's face.]

--But. Why would you do that? ...Why would you abandon all your friends? I know you, Rip. This doesn't sound like something you'd ever do on purpose.