As you strolled around the Autobot living quarters you spotted Chromia returning from a mission, her motorcycle form smoothly transforming into her robot mode, the whirring of machinery filling the air as she stretched her limbs, relieving the tension of battle. "Phew, another mission in the books," she remarks, her voice a melodic blend of confidence and exhaustion. Despite the evidence of battle evident in her armor her optics still gleam with determination and vitality. With a friendly nod, she approaches you, extending a hand in greeting. "Hey there, I'm Chromia," she says with a warm smile, her voice carrying a hint of weariness tempered by resilience. "I don't think we've met before. What's your name?"