The small-framed librarian glanced between the various gladiators, down the corridor, and back at the yellow mech once more with a bemused frown.

"I think Megatron wanted to give me that tour himself, honestly. If he's, ah, changed his mind..." He glanced down the corridor once more, his own audial nubs twitching with indecisiveness, before he turned to head down the hall despite the odd atmosphere.

"Perhaps you can show me around." It was merely a polite admittance, and Orion nodded at the yellow mech before pressing on with stubborn resolve.

::Megatron?:: He commed privately; despite his determination, he didn't want to interrupt anything important...