It had become something of a morning ritual for Smokescreen to just got out and drive around Haven. It helped him get his thoughts together and it was, in part, him doing his own scouting and sweep of the area. He knew the police force kept tabs on things but old habits died hard and as much as he acted like a kid at times, he really did want to prove himself.

Especially to honor the memory of Optimus.

He was coursing through Vector's area when the sounds of another's morning ritual registered, the scout veering from his usual course to head closer towards the temple. Transforming not far from the makeshift ring, Smokescreen found himself just stopping and watching the other do his thing.

Because Primus was it pretty badass.

Eventually he drifted closer, staying far enough back that he wouldn't get in the way but he just wanted a closer look. Experienced bots never ceased to impress him after all.