Arcee was walking around the large corridors of their new base, her light, clanking footsteps being heard. You quickly turn to see her passing around a corner with two massive canisters of Energon in each arm, carrying them like suitcases in her small hands. Likely to refuel the ground bridge.

She looks at you, raising a metal eyebrow at your sudden appearance. Curious at why you’re away from the others.

Hey, what’s on your mind?