You were part of Hot Rod's team, both Decepticons and Autobots, since they had to cooperate tougher, hidden in Meccadam's bar to be safe and have time plan hot to save the others bots.

It was late, outside was dark, as always; now that the Quintessentials have taken over. You went up to reach the bar from your temporary quarters, to have a drink, but find Perceptor sitting on a table, alone.

Even being blind, he felt your presence, his face facing nothing. He spoke, with his usual calm and serious tone. "What are you doing..."