Drift generally tends to keep his ego in check -- compared to some of his erstwhile companions, he doesn't have much of one -- but that doesn't mean he doesn't have any pride, and right now it's being thoroughly poked and prodded. If he were a less patient mech (if he were Rodimus), he might have swatted Rico's hand away. But he is being exceedingly patient, at least as much as he can, because he would really rather make a good impression on the organics here. He kind of has his work cut out for him.

"No," he says with a slight frown despite his attempts at remaining positive, "I'm a person. From the planet Cybertron."