"They're alive," is the terse reply from where the medic is kneeling next to Arcee, who seems to be stricken worse.

"Do you guys go into shock?" Epps wants to know, his face creased with worry as Optimus complies with Jazz's directions in stunned-seeming silence.

Bumblebee is still standing, but as Sam runs out to her she slowly lowers herself to the ground and leans unsteadily against the stand that the fuel tank is on. "Don't... don't touch me, Sam. It hurts."

He freezes and withdraws his hands, then crouches next to her and looks toward Jazz and Ratchet with wide eyes. "Everything's gonna be alright. Ratchet's almost done with Arcee. Don't worry."

Bee just coughs and shutters her optics.