[Oh, he doesn't. AT ALL. His (concious) stay on Earth equals perhaps a day, and most of that was spent very busy. The other place he's been didn't exactly have Earth fairy tales to read up on.]

I--- what? [Jetfire stares, optics flaring a little before he collects himself and rubs his chin.] I... have had to accept through the evidence of effects created through manipulation of some energy... magic, as others call it, but.

This seems a bit... improbable.I don't see how a kiss and less one tied to... ah, true love, can be tied to ending the... enchantment?

... How does one even quantify and qualify what... er, true love would be?