[The smile almost slips off his face at the name. Another Autobot officer, and that triggers instinctive, defensive stiffening, but-]

[ourselves not myself. Would his Red Alert have said that?]

[That minor hesitation is set aside as Heatwave forcefully reminds himself of Ratchet. Then he's smiling again.]

That makes sense. If you want help, you've got it. I'm cut off from most of the ship's systems, but I can probably brief you on the state of communications and whatever security systems are available to me, if those rooms are found.

The Captain or Commander might have some answers for you. If those two are the only crew available, it's possible they don't have a qualified security director. They might appreciate your help.