[Knock Out hops up on the footrests ringing the base of the slab-- glad that this medberth, like the ones back home, accommodates for doctors of, ahem, certain statures-- and leans over Starscream to have a look. He's so used to macho posturing from his patients that he doesn't register the Seeker's declaration about pulling out the damaged components with anything more than a snort and an acerbic:] Let's not get ahead of ourselves here, hm?

In fact, I think you were right about the shorts. You've got some fried wiring in here....