He blinks. And really, that's about all he can say to that. Kinda. He's not sure whether to believe it, but he's not about to call the bot a liar. If he's willing to smash his face into the ground to such results as he was just looking at before, who knows what the bot's willing to do with a minicon he doesn't like?

"You do not like turbofoxes, I suppose."

That tone isn't helping, to be sure, but he's not feeling so welcome. Danger's over. No one got hurt. He'll just back away a step or two. "I can see you know how to take care of yourself should another find you. It was nice to speak with you."