He looks at her then, his optics distant, but searching. They are both aware of the conflict, here. It's an unspoken truth that lingers between them uncomfortably.

"...The inhabitants of Earth have diverse and useful skills. If we are able to communicate effectively with the local government, I believe they will aid us in protecting their planet from this threat." He vents, slowly. "I can only pray that they heed us. My encounter with Unicron has likely only given him a taste for my destruction."