Rampage steps slowly out of the shadows under the bridge, gradually revealing his armored crustacean-like bulk. He keeps his grip on Slipstream for the moment, though it's gentle enough not to dent.

He turns his head this way and that, looking at her with one eye and then the other.

"A Cybertronian. For the most part," he answers. "You, however..." He tilts his head. "You don't seem to have a spark. Or at least there's something very wrong with it."