And that's when he makes his decision. With a soft growl, he raises the extractor in its glowing field, stepping towards Starscream aggressively.

"So be it," he snaps. "If you so crave your own devastation-" There's a moment where it isn't entirely clear what the troll is going to do. He's just staring at Starscream with a whole new intensity, like he's seen something he hadn't before.

He throws the device to the ground between them. The device lands harmlessly, skittering across the concrete. Signless had been fairly certain it wouldn't go off, but part of him wonders if it would really matter if it had.

"Take it," he says, the fire in his words burning down into something low and smouldering. "Take this to your master, and live another day."