"Right. Well, hopefully you actually can rest for a while. You should be left alone easy enough in here or out back."

If none of his mysterious enemies had chased Optimus down and blown the town apart by now, he might have actually escaped for the time being. Grateful for the supporting hand, Mikaela made her way up quickly enough; standing up on the huge mech's thigh, she was able to glance over his frame with a critical eye.

"So. Now that I've got all the crap out of that bullet hole, you want me to try and fix it up some more, or stick with cleaning out the others?"

She gestures over the larger wound that she had been vacuuming before.

"That one is still leaking a bit." Though noticeably not as bad as it was.