What else did he want him to say? He was a robot, Qilby was an organic mass of squishy organs. That was the long and short of it.

"Sounds like your enemies had the right idea," Barricade rumbled. Megatron wouldn't put up with an entire planet full of Qilby's, that was for fragging sure. He tried one last time to dislodge the particulate clogging his intakes, but finally gave up. He'd have to wait until they'd dried out some. "And maybe you're just asking the wrong question, because I'm answering them."

Barricade pulled up short when the passageway split into two directions. The trail they'd been shadowing went off to the left, while the right passage - well, had more blue mushrooms. Unfortunately, staying on track meant heading left.