Normally if Arcee didn’t want to talk, he might not chalk it up to much. But right now it feels troubling. He decides not to press the issue, but can’t help but feel that it isn’t a good idea. The news about Optimus is bad; worse than he imagined. And Arcee must have discovered it all first-hand. It couldn’t have been easy for her. Negative energy like this shouldn’t be contained for very long. It would make its way to the surface one way or another.

But maybe he’s just dodging the real problem here. Optimus, from the sound of things, is…gone. At least as long as the Matrix is. It takes a while for him to process everything.

“How…how could this happen? How is that even possible? Why would the Matrix take his memories?”