I punish my body because

Cloudlock wasn’t sure when the familiar feeling started building up. Perhaps it started when they finally stepped outside of the terran’s bunker this morning. Or maybe when they and the human children dragged them into playing games in the cow field later that afternoon. He hadn’t been with the Malto family for long- Maybe a few days at most. Sure the first few days were nerve wrecking with having to trust a group of strangers they had never seen before(not to mention bumblebee, who he didn’t have the best past with), but if Megatron trusted them, there wasn’t much else he could do. And even with Megaton saying that they could contact him if anything happened, Cloudlock had basically talked himself down enough to believe that his usual anxiety and panic attacks were no reason to contact him when he could possibly be busy.