"Well, that's fortunate. Some kind of time. Distortion. Interesting. Perceptor would love this," Drift muses, shifting to transfer her so she can perch on the edge of one of hos shoulder guards.

It makes it easier for him to lean back again, engine giving a thoughtful rumble.

"So... I have to ask. How is it that you change your shape? Is it something all humans where you're from can do or is this just a you-thing?"