"Which angle?" Orion repeated, voice going high and staticy as his vocalizer glitched.

Permission? Dominants? Orion slumped in his seat, downing the rest of his cube. Primus, this was sounding more and more like an illicit holo-net story than real life by the moment.

"Er..."

Well, obviously, he found Megatron's role in all this undesirable to the extreme, immediately filling him with concern for the other mech's safety.

But the other 'angle'? He felt a bit too warm just thinking about it.

"I can't say what Maul was doing looked very appealing either, honestly."