Sniffs at the strange little mech.
Starscream casually picked through rocks for scraps of energon shards and grumbled to himself quietly, sometimes in vosinian, sometimes in cybertronian. Until he feels an unnaturally warm puff of air waft toward him. The small seeker dropped his armload of rocks ‘quietly’ and slowly peaked over his shoulder as his wings drooped against his back. All at once his optics dilated and He stumbled to put distance between them, ending in Starscream on his aft and his blasters raised. “Get away! You have no idea who you’re dealing with!!”










