("Decepticon peacekeepers" your ass. You were a sideliner during the whole thing but the fact the military couldn't pick up on their antics and obvious deception was so... odd. Dropkick-- the blue one, was kind of awkwardly standing there as Shatter, the brains of the group, talked calmly to the soldiers. Dropkick had a cool little skull sticker on his leg. He kicked at the dirt and noticed you staring at it. His voice was gruff and he maintained intense eye contact with you) "Uh, aren't you a little... young to be in the military? I mean, you're like..." (he paused, raising a servo to roughly estimate your height, which was hard considering he was easily 15, 16 feet) "...four feet tall...?"