"No, you're clearly not dead," Rampage says, settling into a crouch. "You're simply... silent."

He braces and elbow on one knees and leans his head against it. "And I suspect all other Cybertronians are deaf. They don't taste the presence of sparks, feel the touch of emotion against their own."

He's never met another like himself, not even Transmutate, his closest kindred.

"I suppose I'm one-of-a-kind."