Chason shouldn't have to deal with so much puerile nonsense. He used to be a charter member of the Jhiperious Faxus Order; in fact, he was destined to be its head officer, but he left the Order after realizing he didn't see eye-to-eye with their shady intents. And with his departure from the Order, so also did he learn to say goodbye to the luxuries he was accustomed to.
Optimus Prime was more than happy to accept him into his Autobot ranks. Chason had the finest schooling available on Cybertron, such as it was, and as a result he is an excellent marksman and accomplished strategist. Ironically, Chason was stuck commanding a bunch of ill-socialized hooligans and naifs. He hates them. Oh, Primus, he hates them. He especially hates Walkertron.
He also hates Salvo, but in a somewhat different way that he's a little confused about.