When Smokescreen approaches, Perceptor shifts to one side ever so slightly. Just in case the young Autobot wants to take a seat as well. His attention flits back down to the datapad in hand.

"A new experiment, of sorts," he says, blithely ignoring the fact there's an empty cube perched on the table in front of him, contradicting his statement. "Social gatherings are always rife with potential observations."

He looks over at Smokescreen, and his head tilts. "Good to see you out and about as well."