(Oh, you had never seen a mech so... nervy? pathetic? when you had met him, he was maniacal and sadistic but as soon as you threatened to report him to the authorities he broke, grabbing your tiny hands in his big old mechanical ones and begging you to stay, begging you not to tell deathsaurus. he had even started crying at some point, the spy sniffling and babbling as you stood there completely bewildered. Maybe he had gotten his processor damaged, you thought. But as you slowly relented and the days passed on, you realized he was just like that. You let him recuperate in your old shed on your property but he would whine that it was "too dark," which would end up having him hauling his big mechanical self inside your house to look for your company. He was.. definitely a lot, and didnt fit the typical decepticon)