All right, so Legion doesn't seem hostile, at least. But Arcee still doesn't relax until she sees the hologram of Orion spring from the omni-tool. Her optics widen slightly and she finally cycles away her blasters for her hands, stepping forward to look closer. If there was any sliver of doubt lingering in her spark that it had been Optimus she'd encountered, it's gone now.

"His name is Optimus," Arcee says, one hand raised as if to reach out to touch the hologram, but she doesn't. If Optimus has been compromised...well, it lines up with her suspicions. The lack of communication, the struggle she'd seen in his optics. "Optimus Prime." Her optics flick away from the hologram to Legion, intent. "So he is being controlled. They're using him as transport? Any chance this False Dynamo is a human?"

This planet is feeling increasingly hostile, and it's making Arcee a little claustrophobic. She hadn't ever expected things to be easy, but if the local organics are enough to take down someone like Optimus Prime and mind control him, things are worse than she'd thought. Her optics narrow, then, her mouth pressed into a thin line.

"Wait, you said three Cybertronians? Who was the third? What did they look like?"

It's probably not Rodimus -- he'd have announced himself to Legion without hesitation, probably with a lot of personal exaggeration. It could be Ultra Magnus. But if it's not...