"Well, you've definitely been working on one." He couldn't tell if the earnestness was a formality thing, or a shiny thing. "And you're speaking the same language as Wrathion, or something close to it." He tried to keep an ear out for what people were actually saying underneath the translators whenever he could. He still didn't trust the things to be completely accurate, or that they'd always be available.

"We get along, and he hasn't warned me off from you, so I figure you're alright." Vaguely complained about him? Yeah. But not in the I hate this man kind of way, the I like this man but so help me kind of way. And as far as he'd heard, the feeling was mutual.