[What a surprise: Sentinel’s angry. The acolytes are pottering around in the background of the video, having been shouted at and told to frag off. Clearly, any information they had to offer had fallen on, ah, deaf audios.]
Ugh, is there anyone around here who isn’t a useless maintenance drone? These things are swarming all over the place and I haven’t been able to get a straight answer out of any of them!
I’m a Prime; we’re supposed to get better treatment than this!
[He scowls into the camera.]
Anyway, any Autobots in the immediate vicinity report directly to me. I want to know what’s going on and, uh, where I am.
[This is about as polite as you’re going to get from him.]