Optimus just shrugs, only faintly repentant if his twitching lips are any indication.

"I can't say I blame you. But it is something that needs to be done." He pauses for a moment, indecisive, before seemingly coming to a decision, voice dropping briefly.

"Besides. You are probably safer in your current state with me than away from me." Take from that what you will, Megatron. He perks up again right away, slapping a hand on a glossy shoulder before heading towards the door, as if the previous words had not been spoken.

"They will assume I'm indulging if I vanish for two kliks to refill my drink. Let them assume and gossip. It only reveals the idiots for who they are."