A faint grimace creases his face as he glances back at her – if he ever goes back to Earth it'll be too soon. He doesn't say so, though. "I was on board an Autobot space vessel – a long way from Cybertron or Earth. And this," he gestures curtly to the towering, abandoned city around them, "is not the Cybertron I left. This is no city I recognise."

He looks down at her, frowning. "This is not the Cybertron I know. And I am clearly not the Megatron you know. Perhaps neither of us is lying."