Whatever Cyclonus said, Galvatron still sounded greater and stronger than he, Tailgate, would ever be. Whether he was a good sun, or a bad sun, a sun was still a sun. Jealousy aside, he wanted to know more, because if Cyclonus was going to talk about his past, then Tailgate was going to press it as far as Cyclonus was willing to go.

"What do you mean? How have you changed?" He asked, curious, because he felt that Cyclonus had always been the same. The fact that he was always so steady and unchanging was one of the more comforting things about him. Sure, their own relationship had changed very drastically over the past few years, but Cyclonus himself?

"And what is the Dead Universe?"