Traveling alone throughout the universe is a lot more simple than maintaining command of several Cybertronians. He's done both, but he knows he prefers to be on his own. He knows how to care for himself. It's simpler, cleaner.

As opposed to this. Ultra Magnus has never been a fan of complications, and that seems to be a matter that's been forming since the end of the war for several reasons.

At any rate, he has a duty towards the crew. Rodimus isn't here to fulfill it, and no matter what is said, it is his job to maintain order. One way or another.

After speaking to Fortress Maximus, Ultra Magnus has taken to hunting down the therapist. Simple enough matter, to trace the Link and take it from there.

It does occur to him that he is perfectly the wrong person for this sort of thing, though.

Magnus transforms from his vehicle mode as he gets close enough, pausing to glance at the lake before his optics peer down at the therapist.

"Doctor."

This isn't going to be awkward or anything.