There might have been a twitch in Megatron's serious expression at that, or there might not; he did tilt his helm though, optics flashing briefly in suppressed amusement.
"You'd obviously have to be considering your original function... But I'm inclined to agree otherwise too, since performing one's original function, if one was explicitely made for it, no matter how may skills one has in service of said function, isn't as impressive as adapting to a new one... And excelling." The last, Megatron said after a moment's pause, frowning.
He was never one to hide his displeasure or anger where it was due (or came), and the same went for appreciation or praise, but he still didn't feel overly inclined to give Optimus this, despite what he'd seen.
What he'd seen, however, had been during a very short period of time, and the only thing that mattered in this? Was length of time, not what one did in a concentrated moment. Shaking his helm slightly and going back to the Quintesson topic, Megatron hummed quietly.
"Not easily found news, though good. At least for us insofar as it has stalled the Quintessons." Scowling, Megatron crossed his arms, turning to study the collection of crystals closest to them, following the neon billowing around them with his optics.
"Not good for those that have already fallen... We should be out there as is our greater purpose to do, besides standing against the Chasobringer." Apparently Megatron shared the Prime's view, but there was a fair bit of arrogance and self-assured pride in his otherwise relatively generous words.
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Date: 2012-05-31 10:23 pm (UTC)"You'd obviously have to be considering your original function... But I'm inclined to agree otherwise too, since performing one's original function, if one was explicitely made for it, no matter how may skills one has in service of said function, isn't as impressive as adapting to a new one... And excelling." The last, Megatron said after a moment's pause, frowning.
He was never one to hide his displeasure or anger where it was due (or came), and the same went for appreciation or praise, but he still didn't feel overly inclined to give Optimus this, despite what he'd seen.
What he'd seen, however, had been during a very short period of time, and the only thing that mattered in this? Was length of time, not what one did in a concentrated moment. Shaking his helm slightly and going back to the Quintesson topic, Megatron hummed quietly.
"Not easily found news, though good. At least for us insofar as it has stalled the Quintessons." Scowling, Megatron crossed his arms, turning to study the collection of crystals closest to them, following the neon billowing around them with his optics.
"Not good for those that have already fallen... We should be out there as is our greater purpose to do, besides standing against the Chasobringer." Apparently Megatron shared the Prime's view, but there was a fair bit of arrogance and self-assured pride in his otherwise relatively generous words.