Sentinel sat behind the desk, hands clasped authoritatively as he sized up this so-called ally. For someone who claimed to be a descendant of Autobots, the rat certainly hadn't done anything to prove it. At least he didn't look like he'd be too much of a threat if he went rogue.
"I don't attack members of my own faction," he retorted. "So as long as that's what you are, you shouldn't be worried."
"Oh fer cryin' out..." Rattrap rubbed his head, grimacing. "Optimus had me go undercover t'try t'figure out what the slaggin' cons were up ta. I'd done it once before, but this ended... pretty badly." His eyes narrowed, and he didn't look too happy about it.
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"I don't attack members of my own faction," he retorted. "So as long as that's what you are, you shouldn't be worried."
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