A white-rusted room with no visible door, and old "enemies" sitting right infront of eachother.

They were both stuck here, waiting endlessly for their own teamates to come and save them. Optimus Prime has his loyal autobots who can and will save him if he's in dire need. As for them? no decepticon would save them even if they cried for it.

Optimus looks over to them, seeing how they are ignoring him, their optics are fixated on the floor.

"I... It's been a long time since we've spoke." He spoke softly to the decepticon. "How have you been?"

He lifts up his helm to turn to them, hoping to spark a conversation despite of the grudges they're holding.