Wait, what? Wait, wait, wait, it was too much and too soon and too overwhelmingly confusing to Bumblebee. Who was Skyfire? He raked his memories, but nothing brought the term back up as familar. And any memories linked to Starscream were rageful and bad; he was the enemy, he had sought to destroy not only his friends, but Sam and Mikaela. Was she so forgetful?
He whined and shook his head. He walked in circles until he just crouched down in one swift motion, folding his arms over his head and trying to digest this information. Starscream reached out to the human for help - was it some deceitful plan or truly him seeking help? No doubt being in this form was terrifying and he could now relate to the other robot. But since when had Starscream cared for anyone except his precious Megatron? Himself?
Bumblebee appreciated Mikaela's stubbornness, something he tended to be in his attempts to impress the other bots, but she made him worry like a parent figure. "I don't...this is too much, Mikaela, I don't like this," he said above a whisper, his voice dancing between defeat and...something else.