::If it's soundproofed, then how do you know I'm banging on the door?:: Orion retorted cheekily, right before said door slid open to reveal Megatron behind it.

The archivist grinned, immediately stretching up on tip-toe to give the gladiator a greeting kiss, reaching for his hand.

"Of course I'm ready! I've been ready for ages, but I see the wait was worth it. You look nice."

He casually glanced up and down Megatron's polished frame, optics narrowing brightly with appreciation. His field, already relaxing thanks to Megatron's presence, gave a little wiggle of appreciation all of it's own against the larger mech's field.

Then he gave his hand a pointed tug.

"So let's roll out. We should have just enough time to make it there before the show starts!"