[Optimus nods, observing the soldiers with satisfaction as they assist with the clean up. Despite the flaws of the few, Optimus believes that they've made diligent and powerful allies in the humans.]

You and Arcee are to remain here to recover unless I specifically request your assistance. I understand that this is a difficult order for you to follow.

[But he trusted that Ironhide would. The old 'bot wasn't the type to appreciate or be content with sitting idly by knowing his comrades were in danger. Or, really, if there were Decepticons committing injustices elsewhere at all. Ironhide always hated to be left behind a battle, placed on guard duty. Anything that wasn't a position at the front lines was nearly torture.

But Ironhide would obey him. It was an honor Optimus did not -would not- take lightly.]