"Trust me, even I know that I'm a bit ridiculous on paper," That was the problem with being what he was and trying to explain it- about as easy as describing color to the blind. "My species is Cybertronian, but I would prefer if you just call me 'Drift.' I can hardly just start calling you 'human,' can I?"

Drift frowned and, before he could think before speaking asks, "Is that your regret?"