Said openness was rewarded with a silent stare and then a snort, Megatron examnining his wrist after he'd been "helped" up and relieved of the cuffs to attempt to assess the damage. Ironically, despite having had most of Optimus' weight applied to it, his knee joint was in a lot better shape than the hand that had had a claw saw through various sensitive inner workings.
"True. But there are worse things to be than an Escort, Prime." Looking back up again, he barely kept from sneering, keeping his expression impressively polite, in fact (more flat than "polite" but considering who he was and the situation it might be one and the same thing). "We'll see if you can actually keep those ideas."
His optics narrowed minutely at the wording used, "keeping him", indeed. In a way, it was true. He would not believe... or trust... anything said here until he saw how the Prime handled this sort of power.
"I'm sure there's enough space you could put me somewhere and then forget about me."
No matter his background, no matter how many who had freely chosen to join the harem already, and no matter the position he now occupied in society... Nothing revealed more about an individual than how they handled it when given more or less absolute power over someone else.
He'd be waiting to see what Optimus Prime did, and then pass definitive (personal) judgement. He'd survive the rest. He always had.
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Date: 2012-03-25 04:51 pm (UTC)"True. But there are worse things to be than an Escort, Prime." Looking back up again, he barely kept from sneering, keeping his expression impressively polite, in fact (more flat than "polite" but considering who he was and the situation it might be one and the same thing). "We'll see if you can actually keep those ideas."
His optics narrowed minutely at the wording used, "keeping him", indeed. In a way, it was true. He would not believe... or trust... anything said here until he saw how the Prime handled this sort of power.
"I'm sure there's enough space you could put me somewhere and then forget about me."
No matter his background, no matter how many who had freely chosen to join the harem already, and no matter the position he now occupied in society... Nothing revealed more about an individual than how they handled it when given more or less absolute power over someone else.
He'd be waiting to see what Optimus Prime did, and then pass definitive (personal) judgement. He'd survive the rest. He always had.