Thundercracker shrugged, nodding. “Volume. Frequency. Hmm . . . yeah, those mostly. That I’m aware of. Still…” Again, he didn’t know, so even though it still didn’t sound like a good idea for squishies to use such a thing, who was he to make that call, so he let it drop.

The glint caught his optic. “Find something?” Something useful, of course, his tone implied.