He lifts it psionically, bringing it out of the containment cell before he can get cornered. He keeps it floating carefully at his side, covered in a film of red liquid. His expression sharpens a little. Not aggressive, exactly, but focused. He's trying to sort this through in his head.

"I can feel that you're afraid of it," he says, keeping his eyes on the Cybertronian and watching him carefully. The troll looks ragged compared to how he did the first time Starscream encountered him. The arrogance he had in that first encounter is gone, even while he's holding a device that could kill him instantly with no personal risk.