A small sparkling has made his way to the vid comms and is eagerly pressing buttons. Leathery looking wings raising up and down, his long tail swishing behind him before he decides he needs to look intimidating. He's a predacon after all. A little one, but still! Baring his tiny fans, he spreads his wings out as wide as he can and puffs his plating. Utterly scary. Until his carrier comes up and scoops him up. "Hey, what have I told you about the comms little mister?"
Well.
He certainly hadn’t been expecting his comms screen to suddenly be filled with tiny mecha and Rodimus, that was for sure. “How did you get this comms channel?” How had they even reached the Victory? Last report put the Lost Light in a completely different sector of space from them. They shouldn’t have had the broadcasting power to reach them over a video channel.
Mostly Deathsaurus is just very confused.
