His face brightens to that practiced, bright smile. He wouldn't know much of kin. he'd gotten close a few times. With Gasket. Wing. Even the time he spent as a Wrecker, there was definitely a sense of closeness.

"Well, I'll take you no where in particular in style, then." Rising to his feet, he stretches. Oddly a lot more limber than you would expect a robot to be. Satisfied, he kneels and offers her his hand.

"Come on up."

There's no way he'll be able to get around well in his alt-mode, this area is full of rubble and he's certain he'd pop a tire.