Griffin looked up when his machine's code name was called. He was familiar enough with the other machine to know that he was playing support. But he didn't mind. He had designed his machine to defend. Growing up with no one to defend him he had vowed to protect as many as he could. Which was why he had joined the military a seventeen and Colossus later. When attacked he defended. He didn't care who the attacker was. He headed from his apartment to the garage where his machine was stored. He had work to do.