Oblivious to the external tension, Mikaela winds the tape rather quickly, pleased at how the line she's pinched back into shape between two fingers is retaining it's proper shape under it's honestly inadequate 'bandage'.

Ratchet would probably be using some sort of sealant polymer or adhesive mesh more easily absorbed by Optimus' systems, but they were gonna have to make do.

"Exactly. So I'm glad you are. Even if you're not looking like your usual, fabulously flame-deco'd self."

She grins despite her position, carefully snipping off the tape.

"Just try to resist changing back until we figure out what's going on, okay?"