Scrapper is sittin' at his desk. The little glow from his optical visor isn't there. Maybe that means his opticsd are closed/turned off? The Constructicon isn't moving at all as he just peers straight forward. Clearly he is meditating about what the next great scheme from MSE should be. He is definitely not sleeping, though. Meditating. Remember. Not sleeping. Blueshift is lying in his medbay bed, all of his arms restrained in heavy casts, with a bit of scotch tape over his mouth. "MmmmMmmMpF!" he keeps trying to exclaim. "MmMMMmmpfffff!"