The last time Wing had left the Haven to, uh, 'explore' he hadn't paid as much attention as he should have to the scenery. He's still not exactly sure how he didn't get grotesquely lost, he just assumes the powers that be had been looking out for him. This time around he's got company and the circumstances are much, much better. It's nice to get out and see Cybertron when your vision isn't so clouded with personal issues.

Yes things are definitely better now, he thinks as he sits with the others in camp, Great Sword propped next to him. A knowing smile spreads over his face, remembering recent events, the dance and the much more intimate after party still very fresh in his mind.