Oh César, nobody can gossip like Cybertronians can gossip. It's the near-immortality.

"How adorable," he says sincerely, still standing a little too far into César's personal bubble. "And don't I seem to recall seeing a young lady named Magne assisting on the barricades during clear nights? She seems highly capable."

With some more off that affirmative teasing and a wide streak of sympathy, he adds, "Perhaps she can help you avoid dying again? It is a terrible discomfort, isn't it?"