[He could not believe the density of that fool's head.

First, attempting to spar that metal female when he still had been unable to patch his previous wound. He had been distracted from his hunt for tools, however, it wasn't as though they were common supplies... Cutters capable of actually working with Ironhide's armor were few and far between.

He growled to himself as he put the communicator away, expecting a currently unwanted visitor to show up momentarily. He had half a mind to ignore the sound at the door.

Needed protecting. Honestly.]

It is not locked.