[Well, contrary to all his talk and all his... well. Arguing with people. When Sideswipe's video feed turns on, he's curled in a ball of silver misery. He's buried himself under a tarp and... ]
[... appears to be shaking.]It's
cold. It's not supposed to be
cold on this planet. Is it?
[Wow he sounds crankier than usual. Something's got to be wrong.]I haven't had a decent fight in
weeks and everything is just... it
hurts.[Yeah that's a whine. He curls under the tarp a little more, looking pathetic as possible. Which may not actually be an act.]
[Looks like someone smashed themselves into that nifty robot flu.]I want a medic.
[One more whine before he turns off the feed.]