"Who knows? Riptide and I are probably from different points in the timeline. If we ever met...maybe. Misfire likes people who like to get into trouble with him."

He peered at Velocity. She didn't seem the time to do well under pressure. Could she manage running from law enforcement after stealing a vending machine?

"...You kind of have to mention it. Something made you angry, and acknowledging that it did is step one. The next is to figure out why it keeps doing this to you." He set his datapad on his lap. "How long ago was this? Years? Months?"