#explosionsimminent

"Wheeljack?" he asked the 'Bot, wanting to make sure it was him.

Ironhide stood straighter, pulling up to his full height to tower over the engineer, arms crossing tightly over his chest as he looked down at the Engineer, brow's furrowed. "Wheeljack. 'Ah was hopin' to ad'void any...ah... 'accidents' withan thah near furture. Perhaps ya should return to yer Lab, " He shrugged, giving a brief but bitingly pointed look directly at the door to the nearest door. "Or just go 'head and return tah the 'Bay. Yer in there enough lately..."

"Designation?"

Ah, another Wheeljack, and if the flashing helmfins were anything to go by, odds were he was an engineer rather than a wrecker. "Evening Wheeljack, designation's Terradrift. Did you need something?"