Most of the moments he's had alone have been put towards thinking about what he'll do in this exact moment - when the Autobots come to him expecting a leader and finding...well, him. A bot who not only was unable, but unwilling to lead their cause. When he'd been still staying with Megatron, he'd spent quite a bit of time contemplating how he might use that misunderstanding to his advantage. How he might somehow end the war by using his influence in the Autobot ranks.

He doesn't have the strength for it in his spark, now. And after they were hurt like they were trying to save him, he feels guilty that he isn't Optimus Prime, even though that's someone he never intends to be again.

It's the same one he'd attacked before - the little two wheeler. The one he'd most tangibly seen the fear and betrayal in. His processor is spinning on fumes at this point. He doesn't know how to handle this.

"No," he says, avoiding her optics. "I am afraid not."