He diverts his optics off to the horizon. The wrecked surface of the planet is finally sinking in on an emotional level. Unlike most bots here, it isn't something Orion Pax is accustomed to.

"Perhaps no sentient life," he says, his spark feeling faint at the idea. "Though, we have only explored a small portion of the surface. Primarily, I am attempting to signal the Archive - at least on my Cybertron, all communications were routed through its databases. As such, any signals should be drawn in its direction. If tracked...at least we may find ourselves in possession of more information."