Orion twitched more noticeably at Megatron's unexpected whisper, field instinctively being reigned in before the words hit home.

"Keep it flared?" He asked in a whisper, almost indignant. This was clearly too public - he shouldn't have lost control like that at all-!

Ah, yes. Their agreement. And the nearest mechs were probably far enough away to avoid field-exchanges.

He sighed, and attempted to relax. At least the show was starting...