The smack of the crutch across his wrists startles Spinister so badly that he launches himself halfway across the clinic with a thoroughly undignified yowl. There's a deafening crash as smacks over a few medical berths and flails uselessly for a bit.

Eventually, the heli calms down enough that he takes to hiding (with surprising success for a mech as big as he was) behind said pile of flipped berths instead.

"For reasons." He makes a hissing noise of displeasure, glowering at Ratchet. "And things."

After a few more seconds, he adds, "Also, you're not symmetrical and it kind of bothers me."