Ambulon's frown tightened. "Well, if anything starts going off-kilter - more than usual, I suppose - let me know," he said, idly shaking the datapad at Drift. "I am a medic. Can't have my guide disassembling on me." He turned and faced the direction from whence Drift came. "When you're ready, let's head out," he said, making no indication of transforming whatsoever.