Rodimus looked up as his door slid open--it was locked, why was it opening--and did a double take at Shotlock standing there. "How the hell did you get in here?" He didn't think he gave Shotlock the code.

He was also definitely midway through painting over some of the battle scars from the most recent fight with Writhe, twisted into a weird position to get at them. Basically, he's not looking his best.

Not that Shotlock hasn't seen him in more compromising positions but. You know. It's the principle of the thing.

He does put the paintbrush down so he can squint at the bottle Shotlock put down. "Where'd you get that? I'm pretty certain that's outlawed in like three different galaxy clusters."