Well that's something new. He doesn't really get that kind of look. Ever.

"You can't really help with my diet." Besides he promised Whirl he wouldn't hurt Rung. He plans on sticking to that, unless there's some kind of emergency starving issue and Rung's the only thing around.

"No one's going to help me if I ask for it. I've tried before and got weird looks, a gun pointed at my head, called a freak, and I'm pretty sure I made Autobot medics hate me."

That was basically what happened anyway.

He vents another sigh. His life. He hates it.