Locked once more at out of the lab, this time with good reason with their well-being in mind, both Turbulence and Prism were tasked to wait until Nightscream required their aid. But considering that Sklog in his new body may take things badly as Nightscream was predicting, assistance would have been preferred. At the same time though, better for the Decepticon not-so-mad scientist than the Autobots, especially since she had a force field to protect herself with. Though with an very likely anger Sklog in the room with a brand new suped-up body to use, Turbulence has lingering doubts how well Nightscream could handle something so unpredictable now.  

Just like the Con' anticipated and not a moment too sooner did Turbulence pick up the muffled roaring of Sklog's tempered re-awaking on the other side of the sealed metallic doors to the lab. It was evidently clear that an intense thrashing was ensuing in the lab and more so probable was Sklog raging against the shielded Nightscream with whatever he could get his hands on - or even do for that matter. So far though, Nighscream had not reached out to the Autobots yet which meant the situation was so far under control. But for how long?

As a soldier, Turbulence was uneasy to the uncomplicated fact of a struggle going down nearby without him being involved in it; even it was to subdue Sklog had circumstances or choices been different. The Autobot contemplated the use of his weaponry in order to shift against the Dinobot or whatever he would be considered now. Unfortunately though his high caliber and explosives would agitate the confused big guy or worse; kill him. With the racket on the other side of the doors still present, Turbulence paced around the hallway too deep in thought to pay any attention to Prism. But with is her earlier expressions would talk for her, the Autobot flyer would have guessed a hint of sadness and likely regret. Still feeling contempt of Prism's foolish actions as of recently, he grappled with the need to scorn her for poor choices made and to remind Prism of the outcome that was now happening. Then again though, she may already know that considering how silent she had become with her head facing the floor.

Tired of not only waiting but hearing the unending shouts and violence within the lab, Turbulence became fed up and opened a channel with the besieged Nighscream, "Big guy [i]really[/i] does not sound happy from over here. Do you have any ideas on how to stop him other than hoping to tire him out?"