His plating lifts a bit, the glowing lines on his body flashing slightly. As if you just struck a bit of a nerve with him too.

"One where we change out of our disguise to stop a building from falling on them. Being trapped in rubble and blown to bits by humans I guess was their way of saying thank you."

Granted, they got Prowl out of there, but only because of one singular human.

"They don't care if we're Autobot or Decepticon. They just wanted us gone."