Jazz's attention drifts to Strife, "I come around." He speaks! "Though more like on check up rounds then hangin' about." The Autobot then focuses his attention once more on Firedance, "..a friend of yours, mech?" directing the question to Strife. Firedance smiles a little bit more coolly to Jazz as she looks to Strife, then lifts a hand towards him, palm down "I am Firedance, Decepticon dancer." she states, a little more 'stiff' than before it seems before the Autobot. Not hated, merely... cool. Shark knocks again, quieter this time, "C'mon doc you know who it is."