"I-" Prism spoke, motioning to herself- "am Prism. Explosives expert and one of the last faithful Autobots." She decided to be nice for now. Holding hostilities for a teammate wouldn't get anyone anywhere, and if they were going to make progress, there couldn't be any stress or infighting. "The Junkions are going without us. We either meet them there, or we get there first. It's up in the air how we take this."