A few weeks after being picked up by the Autobot ship the Lost Light, many of the crew had agreed with forcing you into seeing the ship' psychiatrist- Rung- after an increase in agression had concerned Ratchet about your health.

You weren't too pleased with the situation and how they refused to include you in the decision, after all, it should've been your choice. You weren't a psycho. At least you believed so.

Sitting in Rung' office proved to be incredibly and mind numbingly boring. There wasn't much to do other than examine the model ships he collected upon the neatly organised shelves, waiting for the Autobot to arrive.