"I told you," he grins. "Just monitor it. The sensation is similar to certain 'altered energon' experiences." Mixmaster really knew how to throw a party when it came down to it.

That blue optic glow is... hard to look away from.

"Soldiers are trained to be 'brusque.' Clipped and efficient, especially back then. Programming was tailored for that. If you were smart, you'd act the part so they wouldn't start twitching things in your cranial circuitry."

He shrugs and sips his drink.

"A lot of the mechs I know... or knew, I suppose... they're just what you think they are, and they're happy about it. But not all of us."