*TC wants to comfort him, but he…he doesn't even /recognize/ TC. Pushing the /hurt/ of that back, he concentrates on what he /can/ do for right now, directing the squad to go around and get as much data as they can about everyone - who they are, who their creators are, when/where/how they were found, what they're issues are, and what they need to be made whole (if known).*
Warp: *approaches Sun, sitting gingerly nearby and reaching a hand to gingerly touch his shoulder* S-sun…? *DESPERATELY wants to just scoop the little mech into his arms and HUG him, b-but…he's not…sure he should…*