Optimus honestly doesn't really know what he's hoping to accomplish, even, after what he's already done. The few orders he gave are perhaps useful, but he seems to have imagined some kind of followup action to them that basically amounts to staying on his feet until everyone else is off their feet. It is a deeply irrational state of affairs, and even without intervention he would probably not be staying on his feet for long.

He nods, like he's considering that, but then looks at the Forge.

"Yes. But do...we have a secure location that we might put the Forge of Solus Prime?" He blinks tiredly. "We cannot...allow that to be compromised again."