"Three years haven't seen you kid..." There's just a little smirk over the old mechs face, "And you still haven't taken a bath?" Kup crosses his arms against his chest, with the teasing glint in his optics.
He removed the cygar to give a soft chuckle glancing down to the floor, "How'r'ya doin Lockdown."
"Been that long, huh? Well no one called me *kid* in a long time then." And it did feel weird now, though not in a bad way. There just weren't many people willing to even talk to him and being this familiar. It made him relax his plating a little.
"No baths for three years. That much I can tell ya~" He chuckled, coming a little closer. "Lets say I had some things to take care of in another part of the universe."