Scourge sighs heavily. He wants to go find a place to sit down now, maybe do a bit of curling up, make himself feel more secure.

"He's a Decepticon, Auspex. I guess some of them haven't realized...he's different, he wouldn't do that. You know that and I do."

But if he did? Scourge would die for him. A few something elses would be nothing.