Observing from higher along the ridge and barely within earshot, Sentinel Prime sneers faintly at the odd pair. Scavengers, and Decepticons both. He can't imagine why they've ranged this far from the city when there is more than enough scrap and salvage to be had even on the bare outskirts.

He sighs. They're tramping all over one of his favourite sites.

"I find it curious," he announces loudly, standing right where he is, "that you thought you might find anything of use out here in the dust."