Normally, if he thought it wasn't worth it, he'd have chased off the medic; there was always time and resources they could use on other things than repairing such parts that would heal quickly on its own. For all that his joints obviously were sensitive, like any other Cybertronian's, they were also slightly more armoured. Made that way, not because he was a gladiator, but a change he'd engineered with the help of a few engineers/frame designers in his force.

So while his knee had been understandably injured by having all of the Prime's weight slammed onto it, it wasn't as bad as it could have been.

Cliffjumper huffed and crossed his arms, but didn't disagree, and then with another glare at Megatron stalked out, merely sending off a quick message to Optimus that he was going to see Bumblebee.

::... Ah, the programming used on a convict that's given the option to be taken up in the harem?":: Magnus said with a tilted helm and then shrugged. ::Not ideal, but hopefully it'll help, one way or another.::