"Sorry Sheila don't think I've ever met anyone with yer' face before." He shrugged slightly, his squinting eyes focused on her face like a pair of lasers.
"Not to brag, but I got a bone to pick with a certain squid faced Bloke. Enslaving his homeworld might be the move."
...A small twitch fro her left ear ensued as she slowly put the dots together...
“You're... An alternate Mad Ben...” She mumbled softly. Well, it would make sense that Prime wasn't the only one who's timeline split into different possibilities...
And, perhabs out of —
He too was equally confused by her revelation. The male hasn't been imprisoned. A small scoff escaped his mouth.
" As if love, Benwood has been thriving under my rule, thinking of expanding actually."
She raised an eyebrow. “My Ben told me it was so... That after you were defeated you were handed to the people you /enslaved/....
...How did you get out?”