He finally got it working. Finally something went right. After all the awkward months, walking on eggshells around people he should have been completely comfortable around... something went right. It's about time.

He scrounged up a chair and an energon cube -- it's not his favorite thing to have while he lazes around, but until someone can uncover a vending machine, it'll do. Big feet kick up onto a convenient broken console, and, for the first time since he got here, things feel normal.

At least until he's startled half out of his chair.

Roller doesn't recover gracefully, he's just too big and heavy. So there's a lot of flailing and cringing before he turns to face the speaker.

"Uh."

Oh yeah. Smooth as glass. "Hi."