@mooncheetah liked for a starter.
Joining the Maximals after having spent his life as a Predacon was... Difficult, to say the least. Navigating the cultural differences on top of everything else just added to the stress. Lophius wasn't used to the friendships the Maximals had, nor was he used to the idea that not everyone was out to get him.
Any time spent with other Maximals felt like he was stepping on glass. So, when he was sent out on patrol with Cheetor, he felt tense. The former Predacon was silent as he stalked along the edge of a river. No signs of Predacons as of yet. Lophius attempted to keep himself busy and ignore the feline next to him, but he supposed it was only a matter of time before Cheetor spoke up.
"Come again, cat?" Lophius peered down at Cheetor with his single, blue optic.