This was new. Either he had grown or the world he was now in had shrunk or it hadn’t ever seen Cybertronian life. Wing drew back a step or two as he took in his new surroundings, suddenly concerned. He could make his way around this world, by air if necessary, but he worried about its inhabitants. Escaping to his own world wouldn’t be hard if needed; the portals could be triggered without hesitation. He didn’t want to frighten them though, so he proceeded with extra caution this time around.
Ah yes, the world he was now in was a strange one. Especially this city. Some of the citizens pointed out the giant robot that now stood in the town square while most weren’t bothered by it. Though considering some of these people looked a bit… off, with fangs, horns, or tails among other things, they were probably used to stuff like this. One citizen chuckled and shook his head at the Cybertronian just outside the city’s borders. “Oh man. Lambda’s gonna have a field day with this.” His friends laughed. “Yeah, it’s not often where he gets to make peaceful negotiations!”, another person cackled.
“Remember that one time where those eldritch horrors tried to be friendly and they tried to kill us all?”, another one asked before breaking down into laughter. “He blew their heads clean off!” More laughter followed before a horned individual gestured towards Wing. “Hey you think he’s an eldritch horror?” A green-skinned person shook their head. “No. He looks like a giant robot to me.” More chatter ensued sometimes peppered with shouts of “Someone tell Lambda!’
