"Oh. I – I see." Magnus blinks slowly as he processes this; he should be happy, he thinks, but as the surge of elation at finding Sentinel Prime begins to wane, exhaustion wells up again in the space left behind. He nods and struggles to shrug it off. He can't keep Sentinel Prime safe if he's barely able to put one foot in front of the other.

Short or long, this won't be an easy walk.

"Let's go, then, sir," he says, and squares his stooped shoulders, standing at his full height for the first time in months. Spinal plates audibly pop back into place with his shift in posture.