If by "entertaining" Optimus meant "deep frown and then a shake of his helm", because that's what he got. It was kind of... not disturbing, not really, but something along those lines. It could be an act, but why would he expend that sort of effort?
"Laudable, but the time it'd take to survey the whole planet like that..." Megatron trailed off, both because it'd been meant as an implication, and because they finally came upon their destination, and it... frankly... silenced him.
Not the decadence; he'd seen the type before, even if he hadn't exactly lived in it (and while he wouldn't choose it to quite this extent, it wasn't very far off, either). No, it was more the fact that he would have to, one way or another, spend time around if not with these mechs and... two femmes.
Whether he wanted to or not.
A faint rumble started up, but he distratced himself by finding the nearest seating to make things easier for Ratchet and pre-empt the need to be told to go sit down.
"I assume... compared to some earlier Primes, the majority, if not all in here are here willingly?" There was only the faintest of bites to the words; more due to the annoyance that this Prime seemed to - as of yet - lack anything negative about him, than any meant expectation that the small crowd in here had been coerced in any way.
It was... supposedly... a good thing. He had wanted a better Prime. But that was a long time ago. It felt like it was too little and too late and it just made him angry.
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Date: 2012-03-28 12:20 am (UTC)"Laudable, but the time it'd take to survey the whole planet like that..." Megatron trailed off, both because it'd been meant as an implication, and because they finally came upon their destination, and it... frankly... silenced him.
Not the decadence; he'd seen the type before, even if he hadn't exactly lived in it (and while he wouldn't choose it to quite this extent, it wasn't very far off, either). No, it was more the fact that he would have to, one way or another, spend time around if not with these mechs and... two femmes.
Whether he wanted to or not.
A faint rumble started up, but he distratced himself by finding the nearest seating to make things easier for Ratchet and pre-empt the need to be told to go sit down.
"I assume... compared to some earlier Primes, the majority, if not all in here are here willingly?" There was only the faintest of bites to the words; more due to the annoyance that this Prime seemed to - as of yet - lack anything negative about him, than any meant expectation that the small crowd in here had been coerced in any way.
It was... supposedly... a good thing. He had wanted a better Prime. But that was a long time ago. It felt like it was too little and too late and it just made him angry.
And there was nothing to hit.