[Well, slag... If he's the only Cybertronian around, he'll have to find something else to do, because hunting inferior prey isn't interesting enough. He listens carefully as the human talks along.]

Huh. From another planet, and pointy-eared? I'd like to have a word with said man. [His kind sounds slightly familiar. He shrugs at the mentions of trolls, and tilts his helm.]

Pets and family, friends. Doesn't sound like your typical kidnappers. Have anyone tried to figure this mess out? [Because a bounty hunter gone Marshal gone hunter won't allow himself to be kidnapped without wrecking some havoc.]