Rodimus looks off to the side thoughtfully for a long while. There's a lot of new information to process here...so much so that he's feeling more than a little overwhelmed. The idea of Bumblebee and Metalhawk getting along passably alone was worth a good deal of surprise - given the state of things when he'd left, Rodimus'd half expected a murder attempt.

There are still so many questions to be asked and he's not sure how even begin sorting through them. It might be best to keep it simple, for the time being...Rodimus was curious about the others as well. He sits up and looks abruptly back at Bumblebee.

"So what now? What have you been doing here? How long've you been here, even? I mean, you've been...you're organic, I nearly forgot! Metalhawk too? I - " he breaks off, and takes a breath. "Sorry. I've - sorry. That's a lot of questions. I've a lot. Lets just...what've you been doing here? Lets start with that..."