For a moment, Megatron stared, managing to not laugh merely because he could see how it would look like what Orion had interpreted it as.

"No. No, he wasn't doing anything close to that." A chuckle still slipped through before he straightened up and very deliberately met Orion's optics.

Good.

"Maul thought he could... pressure me into an arrangement we had and which I had broken off earlier because we ended up not compatible." He hadn't been injured, no, but Maul certainly had tried to do something unpleasant.

Which he would normally not tell Orion, but he'd been right there, and we'll... Megatron could still remember the way his field had expanded--- his engine revved and he coughed.