"Only a few times indeed." Nightscream grunted. Her database has got a lot less complete with the evacuation order, so she had no way of verifying anything that came out of Cyclonus' voice box. Unlike him, Nightscream never hid the fact she wasn't truly behind the decepticon cause and merely used her being useful to cool her heels in a very, very safe and war-free lab most of the time.

"Short term, yes, long term, we have much bigger problems. If you know of any large power generators, spaceship engines or another way to reach Earth with enough fire power to deal with the Nemesis, I would be very interested. You'll soon find out why." she said, directing Laserbeak to share his data with the other flyer.

She checked the status on her project. Fifteen percent. Woe was her. "We should get going so we reach the city in this century. I'd offer a lift but alas-" She looked at Prism, "-Some of us are entirely too heavy for now."