"It shouldn't be." Indignation won out over embarrassment, and Naomi prodded one of the fingers that kept her cradled there. "You're a wonderful Autobot, you're brave, you're powerful, you're smart, you're funny, you're caring, you're a good soldier, and I bet there are a lot of people--" Okay, not the right term. "... Ladies that would want to be with you!"

She paused for a breath, then added in a softer tone, "But if it's got to do with your war, I can see why you wouldn't want to get involved with anybody."