The medic glances at Soundwave, and the smaller mech nods and turns to limp out of the room, taking Honey and Kriti with him. Once the door has closed behind him Ratchet turns back to Jazz.

"She's morning sick."

Waltz starts at this, her expression filling with confusion, and the yellow mech gently rubs her back again.

"The sparklet is developing normally, but I can't find any trace of spark codes other than Waltz's own."