Thundercracker ckoked, looking again at the trees. "Not...not anymore, Ravage, but . . . it did. Once. A long time ago." He remembered the battle that had destroyed the last crystal forest on his Cybertron. He'd been the one leading the strafing runs on the Autobots while Starscream was busy elsewhere.

He looked at Galos. "How old is this Cybertron? And . . . how many other organics are there? How long have you been here?"