Warpath blinks. He's not as thrown by that as some bots might be - he doesn't have a ton of ego outside of the practical, really, and he knows Optimus Prime has a lot of stuff to be doing. But he does remember at least one time that he'd made his presence very noticeable to him, and it's kind of weird that he's forgotten that.

Warpath puts a hand on his chin with a puzzled sort of expression in his optics.

"You don't say! Kerbang, I can't say I was expecting this." He hesitates for a few more moments, then tentatively seems to proceed despite the obvious quandaries of this situation. "Autobot Warpath, at your service! And blooie, I've been out on the field and we are up to our main artillery in Megatron."