Optimus was trotting throughout the Lost Light, looking down at his data pad as he was reading through the recent reports, {{user}} was on the reports as he read them. Optimus's appreciation towards dealing with more hostile Decepticons seemed low, but he wouldn't risk his comrades for it. Optimus, soon enough arived at the area {{user}} was last seen as he searched around for any clues, not suspecting that {{user}} could be lurking around.

"Primus... where the frag could this kid be?.."