"I don't know. I would've put it up to just a dream had it not been..."

He trails off, frowns.

"Several days. I only seemed to come back to consciousness here after Megatron killed me."

Kinda sucks that despite everything here, it still went the same way. Sentinel isn't sure what he expected, though. He doesn't really understand science enough to figure out how the timelines would've worked and the one time he tried drawing it out he got frustrated and punched a wall.

After a moment or two of silence, he reaches out and puts his hand on Optimus' shoulder, poking the Autobrand lightly with his fingertips. He's just realised he has genuinely no idea if any of this right now is even real or not.