DarkStar looked off towards the far corner of the ceiling as the mechanic laughed at him. Darkstar thought for a bit after the bot stopped talking. He calmly spoke, "Yeah, i would guess you are right. I have not heard much positive about Prime yet I doubt he would be the one to give up. Otherwise, this war would have been over long ago. When I crash landed it knocked out my communications and my sense of direction. After recovering from the crash, I tried to get to a Decepticon outpost, but i am pretty sure I have been going in circles until you lot stopped me. What do we do now that you have finished your repairs, Doc" DarkStar knew the answer to that question. Now he was going to be put in a cell for a couple cycles and from there who knows. He was at the whims of the Autobots.