Starscream makes a disgusted noise and ruffles his wings before he shouts after them: "Oh yes, you're quite welcome for my generous decision in not crushing you!! Humans. Pathetic," he mutters to himself as an afterthought before squaring his shoulders and turning around to stomp off a few paces. Jet wash kicks up debris across the ground as he leaps up and transforms to fly off to... uh... he doesn't even know to where, or to do what. He's even more agitated and confused than before this conversation.