Glacies wasn't sure what to think about this. Miko, the female human who had at first been, well cold, to him, was now asking him to join her with the other humans in the common area. He wasn't sure how to react. This was a first on his part. Part of him wished to stay in his room. Play some more music, and hopefully avoid contact with the humans and other Autobots. However, this was not the case, and he was almost forced into joining the human female.

It also didn't help that Optimus was encouraging him from the other side of the bond.

Walking into the common room, he could see the humans on what appeared to be a hastily made stage of cardboard. The human girl held a musical instrument, one he recognised from Alpha Trion's journeys. It was a Gitar, with bronze strings along its length. The paintjob black, sleek in design.

The other humans were out of sight, Raf on his computer. Jack nowhere to be seen. Causing Glacies to become confused, they were normally so near. Always staying together. And yet, nobody else was near the small girl. Even her guardian was absent. (when looking around once more he was hidden around the corner) Glacies kneeled down, when the girl put her hand in the air. A small pink pic between her fingers. And then she played.

After a few tense notes, he recognised the song. The exact same one he had been playing a few hours earlier. A tear came to his right optic as he listened to the song being played near perfectly, and kneeling down so he could get a better look. She was concentrating hard, but hitting just the right notes. When she was finished, she looked up at him.

"I heard you playing it. Good song!"

"Thank you..." Glacies was speechless, he wasn't sure exactly what to say, "You did a good job."

Miko nodded, but exclaimed in alarm as she watched the great blue and lilac bot fall down further, placing a servo over his spark. Alarms on the side of his helm were warning him that the temperature was too warm for him. His spark pounding, he quickly tapped into his powers, the room growing colder as he tried to keep himself from overheating.

The human girl shivered as the cold wave blasted over her, but all she could see was the panic in his yellow optics. She stepped forwards.

"Glacies, are you alright?"

Glacies was surprised by worry in her organic eyes, he slightly studded, "Sorry for worrying you. You planet is just warmer than what I am used to."

Those eyes, he never noticed how beautiful human eyes were. The swirling colors, greys and ambers in her eyes. He couldn't help but stare for a moment. Allowing himself to let down part of his gaurd just to stare. Letting down the frozen walls around his spark to let her organic eyes capture his imagination. And just how much he wanted to play for her. Show off his skills. Show her the world that he saw.

This train of thought was halted when the orange and white form of Ratchet barrelled in front of him. A tingling feeling letting him know that he was being scanned. He put his servos in front of him, hopeing to push the medic away.

"Ratchet, I'm fine."

Ratchet shook his head, "I'll be the judge of that."

Glacies looked away, to his disdain, it was right into the watchful optics of Optimus. His elder brother's teasing voice echoing through their bond. Glacies put a cold feeling Optimus's way. Almost laughing when the whole mech seemed to shiver. Optimus gave him a stern glare as the blue mech was led away. But it changed into more laughter and teasing from his side of the bond.

As Glacies walked in the direction Ratchet was ushering him, an alarm sounded. A dark skinned man wearing a black suit. Optimus provided the name "Agent Fowler '' through the bond, and walked into the room.

"Prime!" he shouted.

Both Optimus and Glacies turned.

Fowler cocked an eyebrow, "Optimus whos this?"

Optimus glanced at Glacies, who could almost feel his brother's eye roll, something that the larger mech did not do often. But Optimus returned his focus to the small human, "Agent Fowler, this is Glacie Prime. He is helping us with the autobot cause."

"MMMMhmmm." the man hummed, turning to the blue and lavender bot, "As long as you don't make any trouble, hes good with me."

"What did you want to tell us?" Optimus asked.

"There's a con attacking a small military installation a few miles from here. They had requested you come down and help them."

"Of course." Optimus turned to the now gathered Autobots."Arcee, Bulkhead and Glacies, you will accompany me to the site."

As Glacies was about to transform, Ratchet pulled the the larger bot back, "ep, ep, ep, he is not fit for battle just yet. I need to give him a full diagnostic."

"Ratchet, I'm fine." He rubbed the back of his neck, "I just didn't pay attention to the heat levels. I am fine now."

"A bot who can't take the heat? Isn't' that counter productive?" Bulkhead came forwards, Miko running up to him.

"For a bot with my powers, it is necessary. And I prefer the cold, really." Glacies manifested a large snowflake in the palm of his servo, holding it there as he had taught himself a long time ago, "but the heat, not so much. And for a base in the middle of the desert, it really doesn't help."

"So thats why you left ice prints on the floor?" Raf asked, a curious look on his face.

Glacies nodded, before looking at Rachet, "I have suffered worse than getting too hot. Let me go. I'll be fine."

Ratchet shook his head, "Nope, not letting you out this easy."

Ratchet ushered him over to the medical bay, and onto a berth. While going, Glacies could see Optimus shrug his shoulders, and could hear the transformation sequence of the Autobots going with him. With that, he subjected himself to the medic, and waited for his brother to return.