Scourge flies overhead, tracking for Autobot signals. He has been bored lately, and hopes to find some prey to dismember. The scent of an Autobot or two, maybe a Junkion, waft into his processors. Hound rolls along in Jeep mode with Sit-Com nearby. "Well, Sit-Com, that was a bit unpleasant.... I think those humans were up to something but I'm not sure exactly what. They just had a creepy...Decepticon feel to them. Especially that leader of theirs." The Jeep drives on, scanners taking in their surroundings. "I just don't entirely understand humans... they have so much culture and can be so warm and caring, but some of them can be as cold as a Con, too."