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Unaware if their desired bot was up yet or not, Predaking and Optimus made their way to the rec room. Predaking shot a contemptuous look at Optimus while Optimus shot a look but it was difficult to discern due to his facial battlemask being up. They headed into the rec room, each got a cube of energon and then sat down at different tables, though they were close to each other. Both soon were lost in thought about Lancex, though Optimus wasn't quite as lost in thought as Predaking as the Prime was never able to fully lower his guard with the war going on.
Meanwhile, back in the room that the pair had left, Lancex was now awake. He hoped what he had seen and felt earlier was merely a dream, but it didn't feel or seem that way. Having those two so close stirred emotions deep inside Lancex that he hadn't experienced in millennia for a variety of reasons. Some was due to the war he has last fought, some had to do with losing his original family, and some had to due with a betrayal by someone who had been a friend but stabbed Lancex in the back when the time came for Lancex to rely on said friend. Not wanting the think of such things, Lancex shook his head, got himself up, washed up and headed out towards the rec room, as he was hungry. Ratchet saw the bot head out towards the rec room and soon followed, as he was just that nosy.
Soon, Lancex made his way to the rec room. Ratchet entered just after the bot and watched as Lancex gathered his energon and sat down. Only Ratceht seemed to notice that Lancex didn't take energon the way most bots did, but he said nothing as there was much they didn't know about the bot. And along that line of thinking, Ratchet approached Lancex and asked to sit with the bot. Lancex, being a friendly bot, signaled for Ratchet to join him. Optimus and Predaking noticed and soon imposed on the other two, but no one was going to tell off Predaking or the Prime, though Ratchet wanted to. Lancex sensed something about being around these two new bots, but tried to play it off as wishful thinking.
"Would you mind if we asked some questions?" Optimus asked, wanting to give Lancex the choice, and the bot shook his head. "Thank you, Lancex. Now, do you mind me asking about what you did before the war?"
Lancex was taken aback by that question and wasn't exactly sure how to answer it. He didn't want to reveal the truth that he wasn't from here, that he was from elsewhere and had fought before. So he thought a bit, and then remembered what he had done before fighting the war in his own world. "I traveled and helped out various planets who sought my assistance for things."
The others nodded in response. Predaking bought it, but Optimus and Ratchet were a bit more skeptical considering Lancex's war and weaponry prowess but neither said anything. Optimus also thought about the lack of information in the Autobot database, but hoped something would eventually explain that.
"So, Lancex, are you interested in finding a mate?" Predaking asked, impatiently wanting an answer. Optimus glared at Predaking though only Ratchet could tell, and Ratchet smirked at that, though none of the others noticed.
"I… I don't know. I can't think of anyone who would want me for a mate" Lancex replied, thinking of all the baggage he would bring into something like that. All three were shocked to hear such an answer. No bot deserved to be alone, unless your name was Megatron. Ratchet began to wander if there was something he could do to help Lancex with his emotions. Optimus wanted to add a comment, but they were soon interrupted by a loud, obnoxious but necessary sound. All four head out, with Optimus and Predaking having no idea that they would soon learn why Lancex wasn't in the Autobot database and why he was sogood at fighting, though to do it, they would have to leave their own comfort zone and enter Lancex's. They would be in for quite a ride.