[Wing very carefully touches Hiro’s shoulder with his free hand, Sam’s ‘stree-doo’ tucked under his arm.]

Chin up, Hiro. I know this isn’t where you want to be, none of us chose to come here, but it is a good place to be. It is unlikely that Unicron will wake anytime soon. I, for one, and doing all I can to help ensure he never wakes.

You’ll be all right here. Promise.