Big guy. Magnus pauses, bemused. He's never heard anyone address him like that – it sounds warm. Friendly. It's not something he's used to. He turns that briefly unguarded look on the stranger before unease shutters his expression and furrows his brow. He has no idea who this person is – or why he acts like they're familiar with one another. He isn't even wearing a brand.

"H… hello?" Magnus ventures awkwardly, stiffly. He doesn't want to be rude but he isn't sure how to proceed, either. He can't even be sure what faction the other bot is with. Magnus tucks in on himself just a little, unconsciously preparing for the backlash. Or a fight.