Optimus laughed loudly, throwing his helm back at Megatron echoing his own words.

"Former consort. Everything that may be implying interfacing, is about interfacing. Of course."

He snorted. "You say that like I don't get to enjoy the company of the others nearly as often as I do." Not that it stopped a pleasant rumble from building in his chest. That was practically an invitation. Practically. He smiled.

"Finish your reading if you like. There is time yet if you want to try to read that mess. It's been a while since I've had a chance for a good spar."