"If you're feeling hurt, too fragging bad. You had plenty of time to explain things properly before we reached this point."

Optimus grumbled unhappily, still unsure as to Megatron's true motives. ...The heel of the hand suddenly blocking his paneling did not earn him any goodwill, as it reminded Optimus that he could, simply close his valve and spike off from Megatron's torment.

'Could' being past tense, now. He growled, spike and valve twitching in tandem at the contact, sending out charge into the former gladiator's plating.

Despite everything, he was dangerously close to overloading, and his entire frame shuddered in his bonds.

"...Oh, I think I will probably take you up on that no matter what."