The Prime glanced back (or rather, used the mirror to look behind him, as the number of assistants polishing armor and applying decorative glyphs blocked his view,) to look over Megatron's frame. He chuckled at the mech's expression, causing a servant to gasp in dismay as the laugh jostled his careful brushing.
"...You look good. The markings suit you." As they should. Optimus had wanted the mech decorated, even if it was in the most obvious way possible. He quickly gave the frazzled assistant a pat on the shoulder, keeping his own expression light despite his dislike for the hovering horde of bots. He didn't like being fussed over any more than he liked these stupidly wasteful and extravagant gatherings, but they were unfortunately required for the time being.
At least until he make his move.
"Is something wrong with them or do you just not like...'reliving the look', so to speak?"
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The Prime glanced back (or rather, used the mirror to look behind him, as the number of assistants polishing armor and applying decorative glyphs blocked his view,) to look over Megatron's frame. He chuckled at the mech's expression, causing a servant to gasp in dismay as the laugh jostled his careful brushing.
"...You look good. The markings suit you." As they should. Optimus had wanted the mech decorated, even if it was in the most obvious way possible. He quickly gave the frazzled assistant a pat on the shoulder, keeping his own expression light despite his dislike for the hovering horde of bots. He didn't like being fussed over any more than he liked these stupidly wasteful and extravagant gatherings, but they were unfortunately required for the time being.
At least until he make his move.
"Is something wrong with them or do you just not like...'reliving the look', so to speak?"