"Of course it does. Despite what memories it may hold, it is above being spoiled by us." He couldn't know for sure, of course, but it was something Optimus felt, and chose to have faith in. Without the Matrix as their guiding light, they were doomed anyway.

"Well. I'm not doing to tell you everything." That would be stupid, especially if Megatron's confidence wasn't misplaced. And he did actually have several plans. Despite the light of the Matrix, being the carrier of that light seemed to invite the darkness to himself. He never wanted to be that fallen Prime. Optimus settled for leaning up further, smirk deepening as they were close enough to feel the heat from each others ventilations.

"You're one of them. And probably not in any way you might immediately assume, either."