"I think we just effectively dealt with that one well enough." Optimus growled, temper fraying rapidly. He stepped forward, crowding into the mech's personal space; Ironhide and the other guards fell silent, not-so-subtly tuning audials in to catch the show.
"I'll tell you what I think. I think you-" He jabbed a finger against Steeltread's plating, hard enough to scuff- "have known about and condoned this mess all along. You, along with others, possibly the entire Mining Consortium Guild. I think the only reason you still have any sparked mechs left in here at all, is to serve as bait."
He huffed his vents, letting the waste heat hit the other mech without bothering to redirect or with any regard for his comfort. A crude, but effective insult.
"However, that is only what I think. What I know is a lot worse for you. Because I know I'm not going to tolerate this. And neither will the public."
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"I'll tell you what I think. I think you-" He jabbed a finger against Steeltread's plating, hard enough to scuff- "have known about and condoned this mess all along. You, along with others, possibly the entire Mining Consortium Guild. I think the only reason you still have any sparked mechs left in here at all, is to serve as bait."
He huffed his vents, letting the waste heat hit the other mech without bothering to redirect or with any regard for his comfort. A crude, but effective insult.
"However, that is only what I think. What I know is a lot worse for you. Because I know I'm not going to tolerate this. And neither will the public."