While Cliffjumper normally preferred to put a con into the afterlife with his fists, something in this downed con’s optics looked so weary. Like they had given up in general and would willingly embrace their demise with open arms. They were either a secret neutral or Autobot spy who had seen some slag- or a Decepticon whose spark just wasn’t in the cause.

He couldn’t offline them. NOT like this. It just wouldn’t be right if he let them throw their life away…

He decided to save them by taking them home, as the city of Iacon had an obscure law that allowed bots at war to claim enemy combatants to replace a lost family member.

It was the perfect excuse to get Autobot command to let him spare this one.

“Welcome home. You’re going to be here for a long while.” Cliffjumper said casually as he brought them inside.