"You really wanna see?" That head perks up, looking over at the medic. He could show him, although he worried about the potential reaction.

It was surprising to him already--he could only guess how Ratchet would take it. Still, a hand goes to the side of the ravine, his head tilting up in thought.

"...Mostly metallic rock. Some kinda mix of iron n' cybertronium. Maybe some trithyllium too. Hard to tell."