Starscream whips his head in June's direction, optics wide, fully expecting to see an Autobot after all, and then...

He looks around, and then down and finally locates the source of the voice. Another human. Great. Fan-fucking-tastic.

Sneering down at her, he doesn't even look amused like he normally might about a minuscule human trying to order him around. He just looks exhausted. Exasperated.

"Oh? Or what," he snaps.