Stoic was a good word for it. Wheeljack had never even seen her raise her voice above 'calm'. So the giggling definitely grabs his attention, watching her chase Armadillomon through the rubble.

His head tilts up when You comes back, carting some supplies. She certainly looks pleased with herself about it, too.

"Lookit all we found, Wheeljack! Aren't you impressed? It's okay, you can say it. We're all friends here."

Her wool puffs up in pride, before she's shoved on the nose by his palm.

"Yeah yeah. Not bad."

There's a nudge from her head into his side, before looking at Terra. "Hope you're ready for a workout!"