She looked down at her arms, tuning over her hands and tightening them into fists to make sure everything was as it was supposed to be. Upon hearing the request to leave, Prism nodded and patted Sklog's shoulder, nodding before turning and walking away. Once she was out, she turned to her fellow Autobot and looked at him, sighing as she presented her problem to him. 

"Turbulence." She said to him. "We need to talk." She hoped that Nightscream was not listening in. This was a problem that she did not want the scientist involved in, especially after having forced her to give up her experimental chassis to Sklog to save his life. She didn't want to be another reason that she had to do more for the team. 

"This is getting out of hand and we need to stop it before it gets worse." She explained. "My memories, my personality. There's blank spots that I've just gotten over the ages. I think they're trying to come back." She couldn't very well explain it to him, but she did hope that he understood what she was talking about. All those loose bits of code that were floating around in her mind were somehow manifesting themselves into her original personality. "I wasn't always this charming, Turbulence. I've worked hard to shape up who I am, but I'm afraid that whatever I'm going to do next is going to cost us even more than a single chassis."