I see.

[ Where could be possibly start? So much had happened just between the Lost Light’s first departure and it’s second.]

Starscream was elected to be ruler of Cybertron.

[ he still needs a moment to let that horrifying fact sit with him. The travesty of it all sat heavy, even now. ]

Optimus and I… had a disagreement on how to handle him and his imperial ambitions. A falling out.

[ he takes no joy in remembering that moment between them, looking even more morose than before. The towel lingers in the damaged side of his face.]

I suppose he would say I’ve gone rogue. Officially. For whatever that’s worth, here.