[ Arcee's face twists slightly in a scowl. She's not quite sure how to take that question, if just because she was a far different mech before Jhiaxus ever got his hands on her. Fury, pain, and bloodlust had helped hone her skills, but there was always that nagging possibility-- what else had that monster done?

She settles as the conversation continues, realizing just who the speaker was. Prowl had... spoken highly of Leige, though that was not the cause for her comfort. It was more the fact she was aware she could settle into her routine again-- it wouldn't have mattered where she moved. ]

Leige Maximo. That didn't answer my question. I don't care if you need to, as if in my position. Why, theoretically, would you watch a drone?

[ Her optics settle on the acolytes again, noting that one had spotted her previous resting spot. ]

Everyone has things to hide, though mine are far less personal and you know it. It works out best for me if I'm just Prowl's dirty little secret.

[ There's some truth though, that she wouldn't really know what to do if her presence was more obvious. ]