For a moment, Sawtooth is grateful that normal stasis pods don't work that way.

But the Spectre continues to hurl threats, and his last words strike entirely too close to home. For a moment, Sawtooth is back on Cybertron again, fleeing with his brothers from a war criminal that wanted them for nothing but the power they could provide, running to Earth and still not being able to escape, even as Cybertron stood by and did nothing, because what did a group of Minicons mean to a planet that saw them as objects?

The whispers coalesce, burrowing deeper into his mind, and he snarls. "I don't think so. I'm done being hunted."