Zero couldn't help a little smile at the thanks. This was one benefit to all the time he studied to find the best, quickest, and cleanest way to kill mechs. He knew the body well, if not completely in a way a medic would. He knew enough to do what his jobs had required. It made him happy to put his knowledge to use to help instead of harm.

"I'm sorry. Do you recall the day? What day it was, I mean." How long had Wing been in there? As far as Zero knew the city had been empty for a little while now. Not long as a Cybertronian measures time, but still long enough for the place to feel eerie.