That... isn't the reaction he expects to get. Not at all. It actually sends him rocking back a step. He blinks, looking down at the thing rolling across the floor.

It doesn't feel good. Any of this.

Broad shoulders heave in a sigh, and the big bot kneels, scooping the object carefully into one hand. He shuffles forward a bit, until he can offer it to the Decepticon.

"Uh... Here."

The apology, he doesn't comment on. He doesn't know how to, really. Short of brushing it off, because, for once, this isn't a Decepticon's fault.

"You got somewhere to stay...?" Because leaving a collapsed bot in the middle of a hallway doesn't sit right -- Decepticon or no.