Per Nightscream's instruction, Turbulence came into the hallway once more and turned left at the only door this side of the corridor. It was pretty easy to find but that probably meant the facility itself was immense as hinted at by the array of windows preceding it. Before entering the room, Turbulence could not help but over hear Nightscream advising both Sklog and Prism not to access Sub-level 20 all because of something visually disturbing. The thought didn't sit too well with him but being as this was a Decepticon laboratory, the same thought didn't surprise him either.

Entering the facility, Turbulence could make out several operating tables and berths, most being aligned with the windows as if they were meant to be viewed from the outside. Nightscream lead him to a particular berth that almost appeared more of a torture slab with notable restraints, a console with a set of operating tools, and a mechanical arm of disconcerting appearance. If Turbulence could actually show his face hidden away behind his visor, it would be hard not to tell of his utter disapproval and questionable look. What was this place even for? He was quick to shoot down that question, wishing not to know of its purpose but Nightscream's eventual mention of the robotic limb over the berth never functioning properly had Turbulence in a predicament of quite know how to interpret that piece of detail.

"You don't say..." Turbulence declaimed, not hiding the censure in his voice.

Turbulence as first hesitated but complied soon after he decided to give the Decepticon Seeker the benefit of the doubt, believing her to be acting with good intentions as he laid back into the berth. However, that vaguely positive sentiment was still overshadowed with his skeptical distrust as he refused to be operated on without his own supervision, "Forgive me...But I would rather be online for this."