The familiar voice had the beast king perking up some as he turned to greet the other, transforming rather swiftly to be on more even ground with the gentle mech.

"Wing," Predaking greeted, reaching out to grasp the other's hand and give it a firm shake. Even in his bot mode, the beast king still towered over the other but he made a point to relax his posture, attempting to seem less intimidating.

After all, Wing was one of the mechs in this place that interested him most.

"It is good to see you as well. What brings you out this way?"