"Variks seems like a good person. I'm sorry we didn't get much of a chance to talk at your party. Thank Starscream for that, I suppose." Megatron sighs. "I'm glad of it, too, and so's he, but the person who is happiest about it is, of course, Ravage, who spent far too much time feeling rather like the two people she loved best in the multiverse were playing tug-of-war with her--even before we actually were."

His cheeks colour briefly, the energon flush under silver mesh all too easily visible. "Have you met their daughter? They took in a young femme who was recovered from a bad situation; she's the same frame-type as Ravage, and turns out--unsurprisingly, given that Ravage's frame-type was experimental--she may actually be a close genetic relative, not just to one, but to both of them. You will like her a great deal, I think. Her name is Viridian."

He studies Ben for a moment. "Rey and you will have to make peace with her people one or two at a time; are you worried about that? If I can be friends with Rodimus and Minimus, I do think it's possible."