::I see. One would think the point is the individual, not where they come from, at least when it comes to the Prime.:: It's more of a "common knowledge" comment, both because she cannon, rightly, ask at all about his origins. What he was has no bearing now... or shouldn't, and the setting ins't really right for her to inquire about details like that...

It's also something she's losing faith in; they've attempted to lobby two Primes by now, but have been stonewalled or herded from the beginning, and no one has any patience anymore.

The heightened hum has Elita look up from her contemplation of the tiny cubes to Optimus, and when he bends the tray, she puts her own plate down to lay a hand over one of his.

"Optimus..?" She might take some pleasure from having been given perimission to use his designation, especially in a setting like this.