She could here muffled chatter on the outside of her pod and she stilled. The insistent beeping was going to drive her completely glitchy. She tried to silence it by slamming her closed servo against the box. It dented under her hit and the siren died. She pushed passed the stressed whir of cooling fans and listened. Cons. There were cons out there and she was damaged far too much to do much good with her size. Clutch was a small femme built for stealth and speed... however she was in no state to act on the speed part. 

"Go on," One of them gruffed, " go break it open Blitzwing." 
" There's no way I'm goin in there without knowing who's inside, get fragged," another grunted. 
A displeased grumble came from the first and there was the sound of heavy peds moving on the ground outside. 

Trying not to panic Clutch tried her weapons. The assassin managed to partially draw back the hatch that hid her arm blades... but it got stuck. It sparked and groaned and she tapped at it. Great. No weapons... fantastic. She turned her attention instead to trying to expand the signal from her pod. The Bots where out there somewhere... she just needed to reach someone friendly with good guns.