"Had."

  The word comes out quietly and only after a pause, brief but heavy.  "I was the Second of our trine.  Our third's name was Skywarp.  And our trine leader . . . "  He grins, optics still on the floor before him.  "Starscream."

  He vents a heavy cycle of air.  "And before you ask, yes, he was positive polarity like me, so he was pretty much everything you've probably already heard.  But . . . no one knows a mech like his own trinemates."  Like an older brother you think you can't stand until you lose him and realize how much you loved him in spite of himself . . . Thundercracker misses his trine leader –schemes, grandstanding, screechy voice, and all.