<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Flameout kept his hands up, he narrowed his optics as soon as the Decepticon questioned his motives. "...Because I haven't forgotten what our civilization was built on." He frowned, memories were what kept him running now. He'd replay them right before he'd go into recharge, to remind himself why he was taking the burdens of a dying world. "I remember what our home was like before Megatron, before he decided to turn it into a dreadnought!" This was true, he remembered how things had escalated and severely got out of hand, Megatron ruled the decepticons with the notion to make the Transformers the most powerful race in the galaxy. The idea at first was good, to protect Cybertron from any further onslaught from outside forces... It just turned into something else, it became a power struggle and a blood fight over ideals. "<em> Peace Through Tyranny.</em> Remember that slogan? How far has that gotten?" He asked, not taking another step further. " I am not petty enough to continue a feud that has no purpose at this point, I want to rebuild our home... <em>Not burn it down to the ground</em>." He had his communication link open when he spoke about why he wanted to help, he made sure if anyone had heard him they would even if they wanted to or not. Quietly he shut it off as he then continued to speak to the seeker. " Unless you are still loyal to a leader that has left you all behind, I suggest you take my help even if you don't like it. We have no word on what happened after the Ark left... Judging by this, the autobots who left with Optimus may have gotten the distress signal I sent... I doubt the bots in Iacon have any idea what they are doing." </span>