Damn, cut him off too soon. He actually wanted to hear what Megatron had to say. But he still used the chance to give his arm a sharp jerk, forcing one wrist out of the other mech's grasp. ...Only to grunt, foot jerking out from under him, as he crashed back down against Megatron's chest.

"Hope to be the one who -ngh- what?"

He thrashed, scrambling to regain some leverage, trying to avoid being flipped once more, grabbing for Megatron's own wrist instead.