maverickgrenadier
It was entirely by chance that Starscream stumbled across Wheeljack that night--he certainy hadn't been looking for his new Lord. The Seeker had taken to wandering during the nightcycle, when recharge eluded him, as it often did as of late. He had only been to Kaon a handful of times before the war; different though this new city was, it still aroused his curiosity enough to explore.
That was how he had found the airfield. And, by extension, Wheeljack: working on one of his fighters, muttering under his ventilations as he did. It was too quiet for Starscream to really hear at this distance, but the few words that reached his audials were foreign--and yet, at the same time, familiar.
“That language,” he called out, raising the volume on his vocalizer just enough to be heard, “what is it? I’ve heard you use it before.” Once or twice, back on the Nemesis.