"Oh, you're saying all the mechs I've argued with so far hasn't been as clever as you? For shame, Orion..." Laughing, Megatron felt an intense flare of pride and pleasure at what Orion had said, and he'd mostly teased him to lighten the probable embarrassment that kept Orion's optics locked on the table.

"And I don't think that would be difficult to accomplish, either. And as for you... Well, we have some time to figure that out, don't we?" And while he wasn't a teacher, or rather, probably not a good one, Megatron couldn't say he wasn't looking forward to bringing Orion in.

See how he grew, and helping him get there - the idea was, in fact, surprisingly attractive, but maybe that was just because Megatron could be a very possessive mech who had particular ideas of things.

"But that can wait, I believe... your engine might thank me, either way." The little grin he gave Orion was teasing, yes, but not cruel.