He felt like those human children who cried and grabbed for their mother figure, only...he had a Mikaela to grab for.
Bumblebee nodded his head, he needed more time to wrap his head around everything and all this rushing of information was something he could not yet process properly. He took her hand and stood with relative ease, the human body not too hard to adjust to. Yet, at least. He'd have to figure out eating habits and releasing of toxins later, but he could do this walking thing well enough. "But...he didn't hurt you, right?" His eyes held hope, assuming she would have mentioned something important like that. "And why are you here? Does Sam know? You haven't asked about him yet, and I don't understand why." He didn't seem to understand much of anything today.