"What might be it?" Starscream snaps, although as he really starts to think about it, he's sure he's starting to get an idea. He's not really sure how much of the specifics he really ought to disclose, but lying isn't exactly going to do him any good here, either.

"We were conducting an experiment," he says haughtily, jutting his chin up at Megatron. "We'd built a prototype space bridge. Today was its first field test. Obviously something went wrong, because I ended up -- wherever this is. What ship is this, anyway? Where am I?"

He is like, two steps away from stamping his foot on the ground like a huge fucking baby. He wants ANSWERS.