Megatron's attitude is really starting to grate on her, and honestly, the more the reality of the situation sinks in, the more daunting it seems. June curls her hands into fists at her sides, huffing out a sigh.

"Well, I think we can safely assume that finding a way back out of here is going to take more than a day or two. Humans need to eat regularly, and correct me if I'm wrong, but Cybertron isn't exactly a one-stop shop for organic food." June crosses her arms; she'd rather look angry than worried, but it flickers across her face anyway. "I'd rather not starve to death before I get home, thanks."