[He shrugs, not mentioning that he may have given Sentinel a few of his own datapads once in a while. Hey, the Prime is a natural at filling out reports!] Well, besides making sure our stories are straight, they give us different slag to deal with. Man, Sent, you have no idea how many reports I get on bots makin' a mess of each other.

[His visor dims in irritation, but only for a nanoklick.] We're supposed to be fighting 'cons, not each other.

[He gives Sentinel an easy grin, shaking his helm.] On your sense of style? Nah, mech. That's why we get on so well, ya dig? [In all honesty, it's Sentinels taste in friends. Besides himself, of course. (cough- KO- cough)]