"He's around." The mention of Megatron seems to make Spinister relax marginally at least, his rotor blades doing a loose, slow spin. After a moment more of hesitance, he eases up from behind the berth

"Not here though. I don't think." Because that helps, right? "What do you need? I think I can probably help since I'm kind of in charge of this place right now. Still gotta figure out where half the stuff is though. Autobot medical organizational standards don't make a lick of sense to me!"