[Optimus had seen someone pass overhead, and for a moment, had considered it was just Starscream (or one of them). There weren't too many jets to take count of just yet (oh how wrong you were, Optimus), but white...that certainly gave a tip off.
But as it comes closer into view, Optimus can't help but narrow his optics in curiosity. This one was...certainly larger than Starscream, and vaguely familiar. He doesn't bother to wave him down, but he certainly gets to higher ground to be noticed, eyes firmly locked onto the jet.
If he was correct...this would certainly be a welcome face. He just hoped he was.]
FLIGHT
But as it comes closer into view, Optimus can't help but narrow his optics in curiosity. This one was...certainly larger than Starscream, and vaguely familiar. He doesn't bother to wave him down, but he certainly gets to higher ground to be noticed, eyes firmly locked onto the jet.
If he was correct...this would certainly be a welcome face. He just hoped he was.]