[She'll just conveniently ignore that tone, settling for slashing a slightly annoyed look at him instead, before squeezing away from her robonoid and clunking off in the direction of the energon stores.]

Sort of. There isn't really a medic on this ship suitable to your species, and I'm a pretty damn good technician, so I kind of just help him with repairs from time to time. [She shrugs.] He's alright, I guess. Why? is he a friend of yours or something?