There are multiple desks in the security office, but the largest one on the opposite side of the room clearly belongs to the boss around here. To the right is the door leading to the brig, on the left are shelves of files and resources for those eager to act the social worker with the inmates. Ultra Magnus, the blue metal giant, sits behind this desk. One hand lays flat on a sheet of paper as the other inscribes a written report.

He flicks his eyes towards the entrance, then down at the small voice coming from the floor.

"...If you need to file something with security, then I am available." He doesn't response to the comment about him being big. That's just a fact he can gloss over. "Head of Security speaking."