Cureall thinks a moment. "Snowcat is hardly on good terms with anybody. If it's that sensitive, this one would suggest Rodimus Prime. Snowcat listens to him."
"The what now signature? You're a nutcase." Denny takes a supportive bite of his chocolate bar. "Or a screwcase, or whatever you people call yourselves."
*Auspex has a very strange look on her face. Since the arrival of so many Cybertronians, she's been paying less attention to the resident organics, unless they specifically speak to her... but this one catches her attention, for some reason. It's like... she can almost sense his presence, but it's just beyond her reach. Strange...*
*she addresses him slowly, trying to reduce the incredulous expression to something that won't insult him* I... know Snowcat. But... who are you?
*She grimaces at herself for a moment* I'm sorry... it's not that; far from that. It's only... that there is something about you that reminds me very much of my own people; but it's never been a characteristic of any organic I've met here. It... doesn't seem to be a coincidence, that you are also looking for one of my people.
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*she addresses him slowly, trying to reduce the incredulous expression to something that won't insult him* I... know Snowcat. But... who are you?
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"Denny. Like the restaurant. What's it to you?"
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