Nautica seems like she's handling herself fine up there, but he's going to stay underneath her in case something else slips and she loses her footing. Or whatever she was using to stay attached to the crawlspace.

"I'm fine. Ratchet is... trying out some sort of treatment," a hand rests on his helm,"Something to clear out the residue from low grade energon rations."

He avoids mentioning his scuffle with Sentinel. The Prime's unconscious body and his own not quite smoothed over and formerly bullet ridden armor would be evidence of that. He just didn't want to talk about it.