He'd been silent as the argument played out, fairly certain the medic would win out. It was hardly impossible from his experience with medics. And then Ratchet lost. Optics flickering in widened surprise at the sudden and very forceful display of authority, Megatron wasn't sure whether to feel annoyed or... well.
The brief dip in pitch and speed of his engine and the thirteen-point pulse of another flash of priming charge in those ports made it hard to deny how that affected him, which... Was annoying as well.
And he also felt a familiar frustration over being countermanded, because how darehis Prime simply disregard his opinion in this matter that affected both of them---
"And you know what's going on, Prime?" Megatron snarled, all the annoyance, frustration and slowly and insistently building charge coalescing into a ball of angry engine rumble and a vibration through Megatron's frame as he slid off the berth to stand, about to stalk closer to Optimus.
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The brief dip in pitch and speed of his engine and the thirteen-point pulse of another flash of priming charge in those ports made it hard to deny how that affected him, which... Was annoying as well.
And he also felt a familiar frustration over being countermanded, because how dare his Prime simply disregard his opinion in this matter that affected both of them---
"And you know what's going on, Prime?" Megatron snarled, all the annoyance, frustration and slowly and insistently building charge coalescing into a ball of angry engine rumble and a vibration through Megatron's frame as he slid off the berth to stand, about to stalk closer to Optimus.