... Oh. That sort of matching and now he was unsure what to think about that, except for the fact that some part insisted that was not all there was to this. Which would make sense because like that there was no way anything could match die to the distance between those snuggly retracted jacks and the... apparently... complementary ports scattered over his frame.

Of course, Megatron couldn't see even if they could extend some distance, how anything could fit, especially the ones on his lower back...

Yanked away from what turned out to be mostly incredulous confusion when Optimus chuckled... Or rather, apparently not just Optimus what the everloving scrap??

"That would've been quite difficult, ye--- WHAT!?" The light sneering was completely lost in choked off glitching, his vocaliser reduced to static and optics growing wide and bright, bleaching out into pink.

There wasn't even any risk of Megatron taking to violence in his utter surprise, as he'd pretty much frozen in place at the title. The bellow, however, could probably have stirred sparks departed for the Well of All Sparks as well as those who had not yet left it.

He recognized it.

Knew, at least after an approximation, what it entailed, what it meant, and they couldn't be serious!