"You're not the only one," Megatron said with a quirk to his lips as he unfolded his arms and laid his hands around Orion's sides and back... Not quite low enough to grab any bit of aft plating, but his lower fingers were definitely resting on the edge.

Then he huffed as he noticed Orion attempting to tuck his field back in and shook his helm slowly.

"Orion, you're almost laying on top of me; there's no reason to try and pull your field back. I don't mind." For whatever measure and reason for the fact that he didn't mind, really.

Orion's field was nice, charged with more energy than one would think someone of his size could possess - not that Orion was tiny or anything, but it was something perhaps expected more of a mech in Megatron's size-class.