Rodimus hasn't been on the Decepticon ship long (that adventure has only JUST begun), but he's pretty sure he started this mission with a decent idea of what to expect. This? This was not one of those things. In fact, this was so far from one of the things that he had expected, that, frankly, if he were to make a list (not that he did) it would rank below Megatron's fine collection of finger-paintings of every senator he'd personally killed. The finger-paintings being done by Megatron, naturally...forget it. The point is, it's surprising.

"I -," Rodimus starts, looking at this little organic guy, a mixture of confusion and surprise on his face. It wasn't just his presence but that he came with the air and attitude of belonging here. Enough to question Rodimus' being here, at least. "I, uh, just joined up."

He can't believe he's explaining himself at all to a...a troll. What even is this, the Decepticons pet?