She might have grinned in return-- except, unlike certain alien robots, Naomi was more than capable of blushing and less than capable of suppressing it. She couldn't understand it-- why was she blushing in the first place? B.A.B.E.L. had made it overwhelmingly obvious that she was important to them, and she'd been flustered by it, but never to this extent.

Right, a question. A distraction-- question.

"Do you have anybody back there-- I mean, anyone you like, like-- you said one of your Autobots was female, so--" Of course, he could be the type to like male... bots, and she wouldn't judge. But did they even... have relationships like that? There was a lot she still didn't know about.