At that question, Krok frowns thoughtfully, gaze turning unfocused at the middle distance. He doesn't really understand the mechanics of who gets here and how.

"I'm not sure," he says. "There doesn't seem to be any rhyme or reason to who arrives, and they don't even all come from the same point in time. There's an Autobot here who comes from before the war." Well, Prowl isn't wearing his badge, but Prowl and Autobot are as synonymous in Krok's mind as war and hell. "They might show up, and they might not. I've been here almost half a year and I'm only now seeing any other Decepticons." He doesn't say it, but it's there in his tone: he's glad he has friends appearing and not, say, Tarn.