"I'll be fine," he assured her. Sore as hell, but fine. A call to Ratchet might very well be in his future, but for the moment, his own healing systems would be enough to cope with whatever damage had been done. He just needed a good recharge and he'd be okay. For the most part.

Having satisfactorily worked out the kinks in his servos, he retrieved the bags The Children had packed for Naomi (thankfully untouched by the earlier torrent of Naomi's power, for the most part), and presented them to her. "I had a little help getting you out of there."