Megatron smiles ruefully. "He also called it a Pokemon. Does that word mean anything to you? But there are lots of different kinds of them."

He projects the image of the creature from his optics into the space between his hands.

"I'm not making fun of you; I'm genuinely concerned about your stress level. Also, she's cute, and maybe seeing her will make you feel better.

"Her name was Willie, and she climbed right up on top of my foot, and bonked my hand with her head when she thought I wasn't petting her enough."