"I can change him," Skyfire stated firmly as he paced through the main briefing room of the Ark. Two black and white Autobots watched him, one frowning, the other unreadable. "I just need to get him away."
Jazz shook his head. "It's been too long, 'Fire. The Starscream you knew doesn't exist anymore."
"I think he does. Somewhere."
Jazz sighed and looked at Prowl. "Tell 'em, Prowl."
Prowl rubbed his optics. "Nine million years, Skyfire. It may feel like yesterday to you but Megatron has had Starscream for nearly nine million years. That's too long." Prowl laid his hands on the table and leaned forward, trying to catch Skyfire's optics.
Skyfire averted his face. "I don't think it is."
Prowl sighed. "All I ask is that you think about it before you try something. You've barely had to time to adjust to your new life. Give it some time, watch Starscream."
Skyfire nodded. "I don't have much choice in the matter," he said softly.