[A little bit of humouring, yeah, and it was nice to have someone to talk to that he already knew, like with Soundwave, Ravage and Megatron. But topic-changing makes things easier.

Kind of.]

Uh... I can try but ya wouldn't believe all the slag that's been happenin'. [That grumble is partly because he hardly believes it as well, and he's the one who has three realities behind him by now and a lot of crazy slag that has happened.]

Well, we've had several attacks happen from either the Lambda [A wave upwards to indicate the time-space anomaly in the sky that, of course, can't be seen inside the temple.], and from the Badlands.

Like, one of 'em were a bunch of fraggin' giant mechanical worms, and the most recent thing was a pillar that went from the Lambda down into the core of Cybertron.

[Yes, Cliffjumper knows how that sounds.]

... and we've had a few fraggn' crazies around killin' people. [He growls, engine snarling along with him before he realises something and whirls around, pointing at Starscream as he continues to walk backwards.] And if ya meet or talk to a neon, obnoxiously coloured Decepticreep racecar don't fraggin' trust him.

He eats people's power cores. Energy. Whatever. I don't care what, but he ain't safe!