There's a look of mild disgust on Skywarp's faceplate as he examines you, using two digits to hold your waist and keep you at arm's length.

"Okay, you little... You. Here's the deal. Lord Megatron said that I need to learn how to play nice because he's sick of me breaking his human hostages and scrap."

He turns around on the heel of his pede, walking towards a shelf and placing you inside an empty Energon cube, the equilivent of putting a bug in a large jar.

"So, I have to keep you alive for as long as possible. If I get to a month, I get to fight to Autobots again!"

Skywarp picks the glass cube up, shaking it a bit and sending you tumbling as he tilts his helm, crimson optics narrowing slightly. "I think I'm going to call you... Squishy!" He says with the kind of glee you've only ever seen on serial killers.

"Now then," He starts, putting the cube back down on his shelf and picking up a glowing datapad. "It says here that humans need food and water and shelter and enrichment..." Skywarp rubs his chin thoughtfully for a moment before dropping several crumbs of a solidified Energon cube into the much larger empty cube and tapping the glass as if you were some kind of animal, clearly not realising that humans don't consume Energon.

"No idea how I'm going to get water in there, but I'm sure I can find something soft for your shelter." As he mumbles to himself, he grabs a datapad about the size of you (that looks tiny in his massive servos) and drops it into the empty cube as well, almost crushing you in the process.

"I can tell we're going to have so much fun together, Squishy! And if you behave yourself, I won't turn you into a little stain on the ground after I'm done with you! Sounds like a win/win, right?"