But not unoccupied for long; Lugnut had been led away from his oddly civil conversation with the Maximal, told it was time to eat, and deposited in his room.

As he had at both breakfast and lunch, he glanced at the food provided and decided to avoid it-- perhaps when they served proper fuel, energon or oil, he would refuel; until then, it was only an option if Blitzwing literally forced him, if he was weakened enough to be forced.

He skirted the desk and its food and sat on his bed, silently, not saying a word to the human eating its meal on the other side of the room.