The unexpected recovery was enough to make the archivist jump in his chains, despite the injuries. He had barely even begun to relax and calm himself from whatever unwilling heat had begun to build...

When Megatron made to close the distance, Orion jerked back- or tried to at least, knees sliding forward across the floor with the sudden force.

"-What?!" Optics gone wide, he flicked his helm to the side, dislodging the finger as panic blossomed, sharp and staticky in his spark.

Despite the futility, he strained at the bonds, their glow brightening as the energon only got stronger with the exertion, while his thin armor creaked in protest.