[Assuming it's the location that corrupts and not a seed planted in each Glyphless mind... but Wing has no way to know for certain. An unknown isn't enough to keep people from their homes.]

[He nods.]

I will speak to the scientists and engineers I know, but they will need more than words to be convinced. Can you furnish plans for said portal, something I can bring to them? If they agree and verify the plausibility of the project, then I'll speak to the other authorities here in an effort to get full sanction.

[He may be tempted to take you on your word Megatron, but the others will definitely not.]

Arrangement? [They're like bread crumbs, laid out for him to follow. He knows it, but what other options does he have other than to take, and go where they lead?] I'd say you chose well then.

I have no desire to return myself, I have purpose here.

[But...that notion gives him pause.]

.....how, exactly?