"Hey," Jolt barked, landing the confined Decepticon as sharp rap on the head. "Zip it, or I'll fry your vocalizer." He punctuated the threat with a pointed look at Breakneck's unmoving form, and that seemed to be enough to turn Zigzag's screeching into angry muttering.

That done, he moved quickly to where Naomi was buried and picked the rubble off of his friend. She better be okay. She had to be okay- His features softened into relief when he saw her, and quickly into concern. "You okay? Is anything broken?"