"It's nice to look at," he admitted. Even though he kept his distance, he had to admit it did look pretty. If he didn't know what it felt like to be in it, he might even enjoy it, here. "There was an ocean... where I came from. I saw it twice, even."

Two whole times out of his entire life.

He shrugs slightly, his arms still folded around himself. It's more comfortable that way.

"It wasn't... but Soundwave came and got me out."