Cyclonus sat at the desk with his hands clasped together, listening intently to what Rodimus had to say- along with Ultra Magnus. His gaze turned to you, along with other Cybertronians that were present. He saw meaning in this meeting, therefore- his presence was required.

He stopped listening- just for a bit... before Rodimus called out your name, Rodimus had known you had something to present along with the meeting.