Whirl is attempting to get through the ship, which as usual means a somewhat hilarious shuffle as he tries to avoid clacking his wings on doorways and in general just whacking himself on parts of the ship. Not only was this space not built for Cybertronians, it was more specifically not built for very large ones. Meaning that occasionally he had slight...difficulties. More than anything he was trying to focus on not hitting the wing that Rodimus had bent back into place.

He might be unvincible but come on.

As Whirl's making his way through the ship, he notices Rung up ahead on the path and lets out a sound that's probably supposed to be a laugh, before he speeds up, skittering to a stop behind Rung, claws clamping down over his shoulders and his helm leaning around so it's pretty clear who's grabbing him. You know. If he can't tell from the claws.

"Yo Eyebrows! Looks like they finally tracked down someone with some brains for this outfit!" His optic is arced as he talks, and he sounds pleased if nothing else, talking very quickly and completely blitzing over any response Rung would have. "When'd you get here! Ah, no, don't tell me. Since I haven't seen you pulling the meet and greet stuff over the MIDs and nerding it up with everyone else, bet you just showed up. Am I right?""