[Skywarp gets distracted enough by the pixels' odd behaviour that he stops by the pile of scraps for over a klik, sniggering at the uncoordinated swarming and the ones that crash, crawling around on the ground and on the scrap around in wobbly little trails of light.
Then the smell registers and he jerks slightly, leaning down to check the pile and...]
... Hey, not bad. [Skywarp's grinning widely enough "not bad" doesn't really describe it, because he remembers this from the brief stay on Shockwave's rebuilt Cybertron, and this had been one of the nicer points, beside the energon pools.
Getting one of the cans and opening it up, Skywarp, still grinning, spills some out on a hand and holds it up while taking a swig, the sip buzzing over his tongue.]
Suppose I should thank you, heh.
[Or he may just want to see more buzzed pixels while he empties the can he's opened, who knows, but he's definitely taking this delicious find with him.]
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Then the smell registers and he jerks slightly, leaning down to check the pile and...]
... Hey, not bad. [Skywarp's grinning widely enough "not bad" doesn't really describe it, because he remembers this from the brief stay on Shockwave's rebuilt Cybertron, and this had been one of the nicer points, beside the energon pools.
Getting one of the cans and opening it up, Skywarp, still grinning, spills some out on a hand and holds it up while taking a swig, the sip buzzing over his tongue.]
Suppose I should thank you, heh.
[Or he may just want to see more buzzed pixels while he empties the can he's opened, who knows, but he's definitely taking this delicious find with him.]