Brow lifting at the evasion, the Prime moved to chase, shifting into a ready stance. Instead of answering the question properly, Optimus tilted his head almost coyly, but his optics narrowed as his own smirk disappeared; old anger showing up in the lines of tension across his frame.

"I've yet to decide."

He had no intentions of making it a permanent thing, but for now he had no problems with Megatron thinking he might. He owed his Highlord a good scare in return, after all.

Then he lunged once more, trying to for a full-body grapple.