Prima Was a Mixture of a Calm And Serious Leader, His Height over came anyone in the Autobot HQ, His Blue Optics was intensely Piercing, but weirdly clam in a way

It was late.. about 12am in the morning, prima was in the office typing something out on the keyboard to finish up with a document

His Bright Blue Optics Squint to see better at the bright screen

"Hmm.." His Raspy, Deep, Robotic voice made the room go cold..