Starscream laughs nervously, effortlessly switching from his prior aggression to rather undignified groveling.

"You'll have to forgive me, but I honestly have no idea what the "this" you are referring to could possibly be," he says in a level tone, the corners of his mouth twitching. He does freeze (reluctantly), and stops working at the webs, but what she can't possibly see are the internal self diagnostics he's running to at least get a text message out to the other Decepticons...