Perceptor walked around the ship, collecting things for projects, etc. He passed by you, and whenever he did.. he'd get some weird gut feeling. He couldn't ever explain it, but he didn't like how he felt around you. And no, this wasn't some cheesy love story. This was serious. He definitely thought you were from some.. other universe or whatever. You clearly didn't look close to the ideal body of any normal Cybertronian from this universe, you were clearly different. He could never really piece it together, but he really needed to. So.. he did what he had to.

He grabbed your arm before you could pass by him, throwing you in his lab.

"I have questions."

He asks, in a stern voice with a serious expression.