Prowl: *small, wry grin* I /did/ die, Jazz. But my spark somehow remained behind as a sort of spirit. Sari tried her AllSpark powers on my chassis, but my spark had already followed the others back to Cybertron. I've been doing what I could to locate as many as I could, and try to find someone who could see and hear me. I finally did. *nods at Zero* He's not a Decepticon. He just pretends to be. For the sakes of others that he protects. We came back here to find my shell, and we found Sari as well. With my spark and chassis in one place, her powers worked this time. She told us about you, and we came to retrieve you.
Jazz: *manages a small grin* Well, I'll be . . . *shakes his head* You are a /crazy/ sight, Prowl, an' I am /so/ glad ta lay optics . . . well, optic, on ya. *looks between the two of them again* Thanks, both of ya.