"Wing. My name is Subzero. You can call me Zero." Wing was talking, this was a good sign. He sounded weak, but steady. The glow of his spark was steady as well, and as far as he could tell his systems were steady too. This was a a good, if very baffling, sign.

He concentrated on his work, and now that he knew Wing wasn't going to die on him, Zero started to work on shunting pain receptors, hoping to ease some of Wing's pain.

"No, I'm not from the city. Will you tell me the last thing your remember?" He wanted to keep Wing talking. If he was talking he was alive, and how well he talked would give Zero clues as to how well he was doing.

And any time he noticed Wing looking at him, Zero gave him a gentle smile before turning his attention back to his work.