The sound of his name ringing through the air certainly catches his attention, although it's not a voice he recognizes right off the bat. It gets his head to turn, seeing the truck walk over to him. A possible Decepticon, but he was reserving judgement for the time being. After all, the war was over, and if Aftermath had no qualms about him, it'd be the same for himself.

"Of course."

There's one more glance out at the crater before turning his full attention to the other.

"I don't believe we've met."