[Starscream's optics track the tip of the active sword, an unhappy frown on his face as he brushes off his shoulder pauldrons.]

I resent the label of 'craven'. [He's not going to deny that other part.]

And I should at least smack you around a bit for that little display of acrobatics. [The sonic canon on one arm is aimed at Wing now, but it doesn't look like he's very keen on firing.]