- Blackarachnia: [Cheetor flies one of the proto-human children around on his back] Guys. Oh, they're only young once, but they can act juvenile forever.
- Rhinox: Metallurgical analysis shows the component parts are made of Cybertronian alloys.
- Optimus Primal: So, Megatron's behind this.
- Rhinox: Cloning long-extinct raptors and fusing them with transmetal technology, there's possibly others.
- Optimus Primal: Which means... we could have trouble.
- Silverbolt: [Blackarachnia takes a blaster bolt to save the proto-human children] Oh, art of my heart, I saw. You were ready to sacrifice yourself.
- Blackarachnia: Oh, it was an accident, okay? I slipped.
- Optimus Primal: Someone needs to escort the children back to their tribe. Blackarachnia?
- Blackarachnia: Me? Oh, give the job to someone who can fly.
- Rhinox: Mmm, our sensors don't register organics properly. Not much chance of locating the tribe from the air.
- Optimus Primal: The children will have to lead the way, on foot.
- Blackarachnia: Oh, make my day. A nature walk?
- Optimus Primal: A dangerous one, but necessary. The cyber-raptors are Megatron's handiwork, and you know Megatron better than anyone.
- Rattrap: Having been his little eight-legged lieutenant.
- Optimus Primal: Rattrap, be quiet.
- Blackarachnia: [unenthused] Terrific. Me and the junior forest rangers.