"It's a blessing in disguise, that." Because yes, how would the humans survive, otherwise? He doesn't like to think about it. "I think the more we can manage ourselves and burden the First Forged less, the better."

Wing considers a moment. "A good question. If they tunnel is any indication, the occupants were decent size. Cybertronian, possibly?"

He starts at Drift's yelp, wings flicking slightly as he reaches out instinctively. His optics dart to the object Drift tripped over, moving to inspect it. "What's that...?"

Yeah, it's obvious he's more curious than cautious.