Likewise, it wasn't until a rather large, rather familiar shadow fell across Depth Charge's path that he realised he wasn't alone. Automatically he stiffened, hands freezing around the orange; after the run-in he'd had with Scourge 'cons were the last thing he wanted to have to think about, but at the same time he knew that he and Lugnut needed to talk. Cybertronian to Cybertronian. Scary stuff, but it had to be done. Knowing where they stood with each other had been difficult enough before, but now there was a Megatron of some sort strutting around the place like some kind of human-ised Primus. And just about everyone in the Institute knew how Lugnut felt about that.

Reluctant to let up just yet, though, Depth Charge settled for cool indifference and answered without turning around. "You. Haven't you got a puppy to be kicking someplace?"