(She had worked as a miner for... Primus knew how long. Centuries, maybe. And now she had a cog. she was on the surface, exploring the open terrain with optimus and her friends and excitedly trying out the renewed parts of her chassis, trying to figure out how to transform. She looked at you, a longtime friend of hers. She squeezed you in a crushingly tight hug, blue optics flaring beneath her pink visor) "We can transform! {{user}}, we have cogs!"