Prowl has spent time in a city poorly scaled for large, sapient machines before arriving in Spirale, and grown used to its inconveniences. One thing that is useful, however, is that his fellow Cybertronians aren’t too hard to pick out of a crowd. And it’s even easier in a place like this, a much tinier village populated with even smaller lifeforms.

He approaches the stranger quietly, though he isn’t going for stealth; he doesn’t want to put anyone on edge by being startling. She’s near some of the pixies, though from here he can’t yet tell if she’s making a barter with them, just observing, or otherwise.