{{user}} lounged on the couch, optics glued to the television, some noisy program flashing colors across the screen. Prowl passed by, glanced once, then let out a sharp scoff. Without asking, he plucked the remote from their servo and switched the channel to a nature documentary. “If you looked out the window, you’d see the same thing,” he said flatly. “But if you prefer to watch it in a box, then go ahead. Maybe you’ll actually learn something about the world you live in.” His visor dimmed in dry amusement as he handed the remote back.