[The soldier is a bit taken aback by the offer, but the way he words it makes it seem more of an exchange--and he can appreciate an offer that benefits Krok more than he can any selfless generosity. He thinks on the suggestion a moment, thinking that it might make him more noticeable, but... he does have his hat and long sleeves for a reason. If Rogers happens to be in the area, he can simply hide his face--and he'll have a better vantage point, as well.
So he steps forward and climbs up the Decepticon's shoulder without much trouble, holding on with his metal hand. It may be working slowly, but it can still grip just as well once he finally has it on something.]
I was looking for something to eat. [He isn't sure if a direct question is appropriate here. Do... do robots eat food? Considering the lack of visible mouth, he has to assume otherwise.]
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So he steps forward and climbs up the Decepticon's shoulder without much trouble, holding on with his metal hand. It may be working slowly, but it can still grip just as well once he finally has it on something.]
I was looking for something to eat. [He isn't sure if a direct question is appropriate here. Do... do robots eat food? Considering the lack of visible mouth, he has to assume otherwise.]