"Your welcome." Turbulence grunted as the lab doors slammed shut and self-sealed before them; all Nightscream's doing while she began her examination of Sklog.

For some time, both he and Prism silently waited. While if most cases, Turbulence would have seen this as an opportunity to offload his criticism on Prism and Sklog for disobeying the most simplest of requests: don't visit the scary floor with a scary monster in it. Because of this act of defiance, Sklog was now in a very serious condition that could snuff out his Spark. However, Sklog was not here with them and Prism had seemed to reserve herself for the moment. With a sigh, Turbulence leaned back against the hard wall behind him, both arms crossed and head tiled to the floor. For the time being, they would have to wait until Nightscream requested them.

Sooner than expected, the doors that locked Turbulence and Prism out had now retracted with Nightscream's voice peering into their comms. Sklog's condition was worsening as his body appeared to be degrading and quickly losing self-support as seen through the holo-feeds of the Dinobot's diagnostic imagery. Nightscream had a plan to address this but called it a 'radical' measure. Turbulence didn't like the sound of that, even if it was meant to be helpful in this situation.

With both Autobots entering into the room, Nightscream was waiting for them over by what appeared to be a large storage container of sorts. With a worried glance towards Sklog, Turbulence shifted his focus and stood ready beside Prism in front of the open vault. While Prism has voiced their readiness, the Autobot flyer however seemed taken back with what his optics were decyphering within the vault.

"What's the plan? Better question would be; what is [i]that[/i]?