“Your payment is your continued existence outside of my gut!”

“That’s good and all…but I don’t think I can go to the bank with that…”

Travis Trapper, a skilled mechanic and one of the few humans that isn’t on Mimic’s menu. The stranded scout ran into him when she parked in his garage to hide from Autobots. Seeing he worked with cars she decided to spare him in return for his services. She now comes back to the garage periodically for small repairs and touch ups on her paint job.