Under normal circumstances, yes, but not now. Things have arisen. Things which require my undivided attention. To be blunt, Optimus Primal, I have no time to waste on Maximals. Thus, I wish a truce. And you will agree.
There is a storm approaching. A storm of such magnitude, of such power... it is beyond imagination. And to think, I was once satisfied with mere energon. To think that my ambitions lofted no higher than the conquest of Cybertron. [Laughs, then coughs] Well, no longer. For I have been given a glimpse of power. Real power. And that power shall be mine!
It was designed to be a beacon. The aliens... the ones who seeded this planet with Energon; the ones who created that flying island that almost destroyed us...