"Nightscream" Prism spo0ke through comms, even though it was obvious that she was not going to be returning to them soon. "At least chime in before you dart off. Wreck-gar wants scraps in Iacon in exchange for moving Prime there. He promises not to take anything of importance and run things by us first before they take off."

"And you are correct!" Wreck-Gar suddenly spoke up, having weaseled his way into the comm frequency through unknown means. "Pinkie promise we won't take anything important, but we don't work for free, y'know."

Prism had to admit. The Junkions would make a good recon team for delving into the deeper parts of the city. Prism herself only went so far past the hangar that she didn't know what exactly was left in the rest of the base, but she knew that Prime did not move the entire Autobot faction into the Arc. She was sure that there was more than what she had seen. Weapons, more energon maybe? She wasn't sure, but the Junkions were a good way to find out.