Even from this distance, Prism could hear the clipped voices of the Junkions, chatting away as they attempted to crack open the pod. From what she knew of them, their speech patterns were stolen from broadcasts on a distant planet, earth. The name, to her at least, sounded strangely familiar. She had indeed said it before, but she could not place where, when, and why.

She transformed out of her vehicle form and slowly approached the junkions, stepping onto the broken ground caused by the impact. Junkions were rather hostile towards outsiders, she knew that much, but she didn't ever recall them being on someone elses soil before. She couldn't tell how they'd react to her presence, but she did hope for the best. 

"Hello?" She spoke up, quickly garnering the attention of most, if not all of the Junkions in the area. "Can I speak to your leader? Or whoever's in charge of your group?" She asked carefully. 

"Are you coo coo?" One of them asked, another quickly parroting the first, and eventually all of them asking the same question to her. Turbulence wasn't found much later, and they began to ask the same question to him.

"I... I guess? I am coo coo." She was unsure what exactly that meant, but she hoped that it would help her with the Junkions. "Can i be coo coo?" She groaned internally, knowing how ridiculous she sounded, almost as if she were talking to actual sparklings, but it had to be done.