Wing appreciated the change, and the readily accepted handshake. His smile grew. Predaking was big, but Wing didn't find him at all intimidating; he had no reason to be intimidated. He finds it rather endearing that the great mech is trying to make himself less intimidating.

He ventrd a soft sigh, smile fading only a touch as he looked out over the ruins. "Me? Memories, and thoughts of the future. What about you?"