The jet trail certainly catches Optimus's attention. He'd seen many flyers in the sky--maybe a little too many for comfort, but this is one of the first he can feel slightly good about. There's something distinct about it, and tugs at the back of his mind in familiarity. His curiosity piqued, he follows it before it fades into the sky, for once wishing he had wings of his own to tail it.

Seeing the trail eventually taper off, he stumbles into the area around Windblade's approximate position, eyes tracking the area until he sets sights on her.

And never before has he been more glad to see such a new--yet familiar face.

"Windblade."