No verbal response. Aftermath takes out his flashlight and clicks it on, shining it into the mech's eyes. There was some movement in the mechanisms there; was the mech at least somewhat lucid?

The old truck notes the hand twitches, although he doesn't see any kind of visible weaponry on the mech. Well, risking it for now.

"I don't have much in way of medical supplies, stranger," he says conversationally, clamping the flashlight onto his forearm and pulling out his field kit. "I'd go out and search but I'm not sure you'd last that long. Let's see if I can pull you through somewhat, at least."