Get up...only a little. But a little is enough, and his doorwings only scrape every so often on the rock rather than constantly.

(Aside from a part where they're literally flattened to his body. He grunts once as they're pressed tighter, but jerks himself through in to the widening tunnel.)

When the light hits his optics, he mistakes it for reflection, at first; then, he pauses, helm snapping towards the illumination. Nemesis gestures for Skyfire to wait as he flicks out one arm's gun, allowing it to power up to minimum as he guardedly approaches.