Gross. Well, at least they were forthcoming. Rodimus is surprised by the prospect, but not a lot of things are making sense on this planet nowadays, so why not this? He's still suspicious of the unknown stranger, but now that he knows they're tentatively Cybertronian (or at least say they are; fact, unproven.) and they are wearing an Autobrand...that doesn't seem like something a Decepticon would do for any reason. Especially not if they were walking around as a human. There's a lot of stuff going on around here that Rodimus doesn't claim to understand, but some things just....wouldn't happen.

"Well, I guess that....explains...some things," Rodimus says slowly. "Raises a lot more questions though, really..."

He leans back thoughtfully, sizing up the other...bot...human...whatever. "I s'pose it can't hurt to introduce myself," he says at last. "I'm hoping you're not just wearing that Autobrand for fun. The name's Rodimus. Rodimus...uh. Yeah, actually let's just go with Rodimus. Since you're Cybertronian, as you say you are, there's a pretty good chance you've heard of me." Kind of a big deal.