"You're too good at 'facing to kill," Megatron said with another smirk, but despite the flippancy there was a serious sincerity in the tone, if not the words themselves. They weren't off to too bad a start.
Then door slid open to allow a servant in, two cubes his hands. It was probably just as well, since while he couldn't be completely sure yet, Megatron would guess Optimus was probably low on fuel and getting short on patience.
Accepting the cube and gently tilting it around to watch the shift of light over the opaque, pink liquid, he waited until the servant had gone before he raised his helm to look from energon to Prime.
"Potential help or not, I can tell you one thing." There was a slight frown on his faceplates, thoughtful more than unhappy or disapproving as Megatron shifted slightly in his seat, settling back and continued to carefully tip the cube around even now that he wasn't looking into it. "And that is that I do trust him. He's made a lot of things possible, faster than it otherwise would, and while I also hold some reservations due to that he seems perfectly satisfied to simply follow and execute what I already want to do, I'd still put him at my back. Without reservation."
Helm slightly tilted, Megatron gave Optimus a shrug and took a sip from the cube in his hand. That was his opinion, and Optimus would understand better after he'd actually met Soundwave.
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Date: 2012-11-05 05:37 pm (UTC)Then door slid open to allow a servant in, two cubes his hands. It was probably just as well, since while he couldn't be completely sure yet, Megatron would guess Optimus was probably low on fuel and getting short on patience.
Accepting the cube and gently tilting it around to watch the shift of light over the opaque, pink liquid, he waited until the servant had gone before he raised his helm to look from energon to Prime.
"Potential help or not, I can tell you one thing." There was a slight frown on his faceplates, thoughtful more than unhappy or disapproving as Megatron shifted slightly in his seat, settling back and continued to carefully tip the cube around even now that he wasn't looking into it. "And that is that I do trust him. He's made a lot of things possible, faster than it otherwise would, and while I also hold some reservations due to that he seems perfectly satisfied to simply follow and execute what I already want to do, I'd still put him at my back. Without reservation."
Helm slightly tilted, Megatron gave Optimus a shrug and took a sip from the cube in his hand. That was his opinion, and Optimus would understand better after he'd actually met Soundwave.