[Bulk had been feeling tired for a while, harder to get up, even despite the boons from Solus and Nexus. He'd even been sleeping more, only to have difficulty getting up from it. At first he'd figured he'd caught that virus going around. But he didn't have any of the other symptoms. He was just tired, and getting more tired. He knew what it was, had seen it happen people before here. But being the stubborn bot that he is, he's fought off the sleep, resisting it as long as he can. He's got stuff to do, plans. He can't be passing out now. Not without making sure things would run well while he's gone.

The audio clicks on, and it's Bulkhead. Though he's sounding oddly...tired. Like somebody that's not slept in some time.]

What ever it is that's goin' around, I hope it passes soon. If you're not feelin' well, head to...to Solus' medbay, the docs'll be able to help ya. [Hopefully.] Or maybe find a way to end this.

[With that, the feed cuts off. He groans afterward, lifting a hand to rub at his face. He could feel it getting worse, and something pulling at him. But he knew he had other messages he had to shoot off too.

For these he switches to video, the feed a little shaky as he walks. He looks tired, sounds tired. Almost like he sounded when he first showed up here, for those that were here.]

[Locked to Fracas, Skids, and Thundercracker.]

What's your health status'? I think...I think you guys are gonna have to keep doin' construction without me for a bit. Think...you can handle it?

[/Locked]

[Locked to Wheeljack, Ratchet, Smokescreen, Knock Out.]

[Yes, he's even checking on his 'teammate' Knock Out.]

What's..[He pauses to shake his head for a moment to clear it.] What's your status'? Hope...you haven't caught this thing goin' around.
[/Locked]