The Decepticon smirks faintly, huffs, and takes the medication.
"Y'know, last time an Autobot got this close, it was to stick a knife in my gut," she reveals.
"What are ya, frakkin' cra-?!" Requiem-IX's leader begins to shout back, before stopping himself. To him, Actaeon had demonstrated an intelligence that he had been led to believe was not common in Autobots. And in any case, it would be his funeral.
The squad leader dashes to the door controls and palms a red button, sealing off the hangar and leaving Actaeon as the only living soul in a hangar bay full of ravenous terrorcons. A perilous situation indeed. Every terrorcon in the room makes a mad dash for him, wailing horrifically.
An error message flashes on the holo-screens over the pilot's station, written in cyberglyphics. Connection to the gauntlet was not possible.