[He's sprawled on the ground, his leg crumpled up underneath him. It's starting to overload the downed pain receptors, he has difficulty shutting them down fast enough to keep up in the sensory overload. But he has to get up, he has to protect her... He starts hauling himself roughly up, leaning his weight entirely on the working limb, snarling at the downed Decepticon.]

Fight me! Stand up! On your feet!

[Mikaela's presence has not yet registered. He's still enraged.]