The avatar's features quirk slightly, Starscream himself being slightly disgruntled by the terse, authoritative sounding tone he's being addressed with. Being a professional suck up however, he manages to keep his expression simpering.
"Straight to the point I see. Very well..." No use in trying to give the human the work around, in this particular instance at least. He continues on, tone just polite enough that it just manages to disguise the level of irritation he's actually feeling.
"In my time here I have done some research on this planet.... about the state of technology here.... and of the rather weak, fragile forms of your smaller, more fleshy species," he explain with a slight growl in his voice. "In particular, doctor, I have heard of your research into cybernetic implants. Truly fascinating, if I do say so myself... and ironic how the very features you seek to imbue humanity with, we Cybertronians already possess naturally."
He pauses for a moment, mulling his next words over carefully, eyes shifty, arms crossed and ridiculously manicured fingers drumming on his sleeve. "I believe we may be in a position to help each other... you see, I find myself in the unfortunate position of needing medical assistance, but being thoroughly unable to provide myself with it. Luckily, here you are, looking for just the sort of scientific breakthrough that I can provide." He directs his attention back to Baelheit. "I humbly suggest an alliance, or an exchange of favors."
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"Straight to the point I see. Very well..." No use in trying to give the human the work around, in this particular instance at least. He continues on, tone just polite enough that it just manages to disguise the level of irritation he's actually feeling.
"In my time here I have done some research on this planet.... about the state of technology here.... and of the rather weak, fragile forms of your smaller, more fleshy species," he explain with a slight growl in his voice. "In particular, doctor, I have heard of your research into cybernetic implants. Truly fascinating, if I do say so myself... and ironic how the very features you seek to imbue humanity with, we Cybertronians already possess naturally."
He pauses for a moment, mulling his next words over carefully, eyes shifty, arms crossed and ridiculously manicured fingers drumming on his sleeve. "I believe we may be in a position to help each other... you see, I find myself in the unfortunate position of needing medical assistance, but being thoroughly unable to provide myself with it. Luckily, here you are, looking for just the sort of scientific breakthrough that I can provide." He directs his attention back to Baelheit. "I humbly suggest an alliance, or an exchange of favors."