Damn, I'm good.

After Jolt finished, he sat back and looked at Sideswipe. “Good, Sunstreaker is alive. As for ‘Raj, I will find out. I’ll send out a signal.”

"Thanks, Jolt." He looked around, then towards the blue bot again. He won't hurt us so long as we play along. He needs us. Got that? Play along. If he's hurt, help him. Kiss his aft. Then, later, we'll kick it.

He shook his helm, “I haven’t heard a word from them. I’m hoping they’re safe, and healthy.” 

"Sunny's alive. I just... wanna know if 'Raj is, too."

::Nothin’. Just want t’ get t’ know you.:: There was a vague desire to maybe free the guy from the Autobot’s hold, but that would take a lot more planning.

Jolt began doing the repairs, starting with the leak, and he mumbled to himself, “Now we question my intelligence? Ratchet taught me some stuff, you know.” Jolt was keeping time. He had only seven minutes left. Surely, their new “leader” was keeping time as well, so Jolt sped up his pace. He dug under Sideswipe’s plating to the injury, and heated his servos to make a weld that would hold into he could actually bring Sideswipe to Medbay.

He stopped his wheel, exhaling black smoke from his lipplates. "You heard from 'Raj or Sunny at all?" He was sure they were angry with him- maybe.

"I’m here to fix you. Primus, Sides…” Jolt finished his diagnostics. There was an energon leak, disrupting the flow. Sideswipe’s dent in his helm had been so deep, that a line was disrupted there as well. Jolt needed to get these repaired as quickly as possible; time was ticking. “You have a leak on your right, Sides, and a damaged line in your head.” He thought of making a joke, but this was game time. Surely, jokes would come later, when everything would be civil again… at least, somewhat civil.

"You're supposed to be smarter than this." He glanced towards the door again, then to the ground. It hurt to look around so much. He lowered his helm, trying to redirect his vision to something less painful. "Go ahead. Fix me." It was too late now.

"Sideswipe. I’m here. He let me in." He spoke quickly as his scans began running diagnosis.

"... W-what are you doing? Why are you here? You were out of this place!"

Because ‘hi I’m friends with the guy holding you captive and I bugged him for your number after seeing you in a recording and thinking you were hot’ is just a tad creepy.

Oh jeez, one of those kind of mechs. ::I’m just, you know. A mech. Someone that’d like t’ get t’ know you better, that’s all. You seem cool.::

Jolt tried to analyze the problem at the moment. He remembered Sideswipe mentioned a head injury, so that could obviously lead to more issues. He needed to get to Sideswipe. It was killing him; he had to. It almost seemed as Jolt had gotten lost in a haze. What would Ratchet do? Combat training… wait… Jolt shook his helm. His HUD began to blow up with possibly outcomes from the head injury. How could he get to Sideswipe… and if it was possible to allow their new leader to even see him.

.:. Need a minute... .:. It was all he could mutter. His frame slackened against the wall, digits twitching against his palm. He wanted to remain awake- to talk to Jolt. But, his helm hurt and he preferred to save his strength, not waste it. .:. One minute. .:.

::Ah- actually I kinda wanted t’ talk t’ you. I’ve heard some good things about you, yeah?:: Okay, one good thing (that he was a hottie) but shh.

Jolt laughed a little. Well, it’s an invasive species that really dominate the natural plants already in the area. It’s… impressive! And, my plants are great. You can’t deny that. Jolt was really trying to lighten the mood. The more he tried, the more Sideswipe became responsive it seemed. That was it. He just needed to keep him focused.

.:. Mhm. .:. He's listening. Sure.