"I find it rather comfortable, myself," Orion said, securing the door and walking past Megatron with a teasing roll of his optics.

"In just a moment. Have you even had a single sip of energon since your match at all?" He raised an optic ridge, clearly not even waiting for an answer; he was already despising a pair of cubes for them both.

He offered the first to Megatron, before even moving to sit down.