"I've also noticed, the few that do usually are not as appreciated as those that don't. More's the pity." Drumming his fingers against his upper arm, Megatron met the Prime's look with one of his own.

"If you don't know when to step in and take charge, no matter the protestations, as contrary to merely let everyone run around doing their own thing in whatever way that means... Yes, I do." Glancing at the floor indicator, Megatron shrugged slightly, treads twitching and his engine grumbling as it was forced into a higher burn despite the mech himself standing still; warming up even if they weren't there yet.

"I'm sure you have. Such things are inevitable. But have you, even taking your background into account, Prime, being in the position of being capable of taking? Having absolute power and not misusing it, even as you're taking what's necessary... or what's due?" His voice dropped as he spoke, and there was no hint of any smirk.

Merely an intent stare and... perhaps, a slight challenge in the rebel leader's voice as well as the shift of his position, cant of his hip.