Rastun can only sigh as he listened to the banter between Megatron (one version of him anyway), Brainwave, and that idiot drug dealer.  Hopefully the Cybertronians can handle things from here, but he'll interfere too if it came down to it.  Rastun's train of thought then drifted to the amount of time he spent inside his Chronoframe.  It couldn't have been that long, but he sure felt otherwise.  Well, he supposes it couldn't hurt to bring up a small request.  They've all been miraculously cooperative with each other so far.

"So, is there any way I can dock my mech inside that ship?  I wouldn't mind walking around in there with my own two feet for a while.  Unless the crew is suddenly about to wake up, which shouldn't be all that likely."