The huffing and grunting from inside the crate paused. Something heavy clunked back down as Ratchet ceased his struggles with it.

"Just a question?"

He peered out, eyeing Cliffjumper up and down. When it was obvious the mini was actually uninjured, he nodded and made an impatient beckoning gesture.

"Get over here and lend a servo and you can ask. I'm a medic, not a forklift, and if I drop this thing on my fingers one more time no one is getting repairs."