A bit taken aback by the sudden outpouring of profanity, Prowl blinks at Arcee from behind his visor, but he quickly settles into a funk again, if just out of frustration. "If what they told me is true, Eleven will be deprived of sleep, starved and tortured until all we have taught her is wiped from her memory. She will not remember us. She will not remember what it was like to have freedom. It's hard for me to know this...and it will be harder for me to tell the others. Ratchet was closer to her than any of us. She roomed with him. She was like his shadow. ...he will not take it well and I cannot blame him in the least."