A hotel? Now that's a nice thought. June even smiles up at him thoughtfully, but she shrugs. "Well, I've actually been staying with Trailcutter, and I can't complain. He's a sweetheart, you know. But the other humans around here would probably appreciate some proper housing. And I guess I know who to call when I want to expand my kitchen."

Her smile spreads into a grin and she tilts her head in a gesture reminiscent of nudging someone in the side with an elbow. Welcome to Mom Joke City, Optimus, population of two. She sighs after that, though, like the air whooshing from a balloon.

"Like I said...there aren't a whole lot of other options. Better that I keep myself busy, right? I just...hope he's all right without me." The words almost hurt to say. It had been hard, watching Jack leave for Cybertron back then. Hard just to think her son was growing up out from under her so fast. It's hard now, not just to think he might need to live without her -- but that he could.