With the bust of flames, though small compared to his own size, Snowcat took a step back. Well, that wasn’t what he was expecting! Why was he carrying around a flamethrower anyways? Humans are weird.
“No ice ain’t all I can do! These bad boys can shoot rounds too, but eh, heheheh…don’t wanna show that off.” If he’d fire his blasters, who knows what sort of attention he’d bring?
Oh, but that last question brought the Decepticon to a full stop, and he went quiet. “…Nope. I used to, but I can’t no more.”
How disappointing it felt–he wanted to try and show off to a native here, but he really has nothing to show for it! …Then again…
“I can transform, though! Watch this!” With a stifled laugh, Snowcat took a step back. Transform! Where once a robot stood, there was now a snowmobile.
“Aw, that’s too ba-- woah!” He’d turned into a vehicle! It was just like an anime, but real life so it was better! This was the best robot he’d ever met! (Only robot, but that wasn’t important.)
With a gleeful noise, Walker lunged forward to place his hands on the snowmobile, running fingers over it and testing the feel of metal. “So cool! You really turned into a snowmobile! And you got so small! How did you do it? Is it some sort of mass displacement technology? Did you phase part of yourself into another dimension, or are you just squishing all your parts down into the smaller size or maybe that other form isn’t actually that big and you’re using holograms to look bigger --!”
Personal space would probably be a problem for the robot in the near future.
