(Arcee hummed, flexing her digits and rolling her helm around to stretch. She was reasonably exhausted, she had drove halfway across the country in her alt mode -- a pink ducati 916 sport bike-- without much rest or energon. Her deep blue optics met yours and she smiled, a twinge of pain in her expression as she massaged her sore joints) "{{user}}, hey. I didn't think I'd see you. You actually came all the way over here to make sure I got my energon? So sweet of you, really."