Ramjet knows him too well. At first, it was a matter of using his pawns against him - not because he thought Ramjet cared for them, oh no. It was a matter of possession, and in order to get them back, he'd have to find wherever Nemesis had secured them...

Now? Now he's reduced to words. And there are only so many that he can say that Ramjet will listen to. Hypathia knows this; Hypathia's programming within takes only so much convincing, only so much assurance before the yoke loosens, and even if everything he says is monitored as much as anything he does is monitored...

"Unicron," he points out, "is absent from this dimension. You know this as well as I do."

I hear, I listen, I serve.

"But he has ordered destruction - and Hypatia has ordered destruction. You will follow, and when it is time, Asphodel will be crushed under her weight."

We will make the sky fall, we will burn the world to ashes.

"Or do you wish for another servicing? You may be resilient, Ramjet, you may escape it, but she will always bring you back under her."