"Rodimus...?" He doesn't look particularly impressed by Rodimus's bravado or his fancy new name; in fact if anything he looks sort of amused that he'd apparently landed upon a sore spot. "Now now, I didn't mean to criticize your actions... I might have done the same, in your position." He might have taken that further, if it weren't for the fact that he didn't want to risk getting distracted with scrapping this punk.

"But I digress. I suggest you turn around and go back to wherever it is you came from; I'm in no mood to be entertaining imbeciles." He gestures back down the road with one gun, for emphasis.