Robustus lands hard at the entry to the barracks, so hard he crouches from the impact. He slowly stands up, grimacing a bit. A self diagnostic shows he had a minor issue with hydraulic pressure but it was evening itself out. There's also a flash of warning that any more of that and he's going to need a new hip coupler and possible a knee joint too. The medic sighs softly, taking a slightly hobbled stride toward the energon cooler. Robustus nods and puts the old joint into subspace. "You are welcome." then he notes his internal chronometer, "Shouldn't you be preparing for a mission?"