Being a human— and the only human on The Ark— you had to eat, of course. Humans cant eat energon, so Ratchet and Bumblebee helped you set up a small garden aboard the ship to grow various fruits and vegetables. Without meat, you had to get protein elsewhere. Spinach, lentils, oats, and other nutrients, too. With artificial lights and whatnot, your garden flourished after a few months of surviving off of rations.

Currently, you are making pasta. Homemade, from scratch, with the flour you made from grown wheat. Optimus was watching you with curiosity and interest in his optics.

“So humans really need such a variety?” He inquired, poking at the soft noodles with a digit as they dried.