Starscream vents out with an agitated huff, wings sagging and rising again along with it. Upon closer inspection, he notes, she seems to be an Autobot, but certainly not one that he recognizes. That probably means she isn't likely to recognize him either.

For his part he definitely isn't interested in antagonizing her, and hopefully that comes off. Since running into that other Megatron and realizing that everyone else here is just as clueless as he is, he's been a little bit less prone to hostile engagement. He just seems weary, and warily defensive. "Allow me to phrase that differently: What are you doing here?" he growls, clenching and unclenching both hands into fists.