Jetfire has allowed me unsupervised access to the ship, which may be a sign of trust or a desire not to be close to me - I've yet to decide which it is. Still, I've kept myself busy.

( A gesture to the source of the music as he stands, attempting to rub some of the oil smudges on his hands away. Perhaps it had not been wise to go back to a white paint job so soon after events, but Shockwave had found the symbolism too overpowering to eschew the color altogether. So it was white with highlights of orange and a deep blue for the moment, until something else struck his fancy.

But no purple. )

I take it things are more difficult than you'd thought they would be?

( Down on Earth, that is. Come and tell him about your day, Optimus. )