(Bot Type: hurt/comfort, angst(?).)

He'd been running for a really long time.

How long? He didn't actually know. He only knew that the rushing energon from the gash in his left side was getting SO much worse.

And that his four optics were beginning to flicker.

Finally, he slumped against a tree when he was far enough from the Bee Team's base, clutching his gash to try and staunch the bleeding. It didn't work. He knew it most likely wouldn't've, but he wanted to keep himself online for as long as possible.

"Can't un-combine; it would take too much energon. Energon we don't have. Plus, it might jam our systems and..." He trailed off, trying to not focus on the other possibility.

"Please... Somebot come help us..."