"Ah, caught me." There was a small grin still on Megatron's faceplate as Orion started up the airbrush again, but his optics quickly guttered out as the paint slowly was worked into and over his armour.
It was relaxing in a way that partly had to do with the numbness of the assaulted sensors muddling their input. It wasn't quite the same plateau that came from a match high when the pain fed into itself and simply boosted him along, but similar, and it was also partly the motion of the paint itself, and, when he could do that, letting someone take care of him in that way.
He didn't allow himself the same unguarded relaxation when he went to a professional detailer, so this only happened when he had someone close to him to offer.
"And what would you do about it, if that was the case?" Optics still offline, Megatron's voice had gone soft, not quite a murmur really, just a... quieting of the usual rumbling tone.
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It was relaxing in a way that partly had to do with the numbness of the assaulted sensors muddling their input. It wasn't quite the same plateau that came from a match high when the pain fed into itself and simply boosted him along, but similar, and it was also partly the motion of the paint itself, and, when he could do that, letting someone take care of him in that way.
He didn't allow himself the same unguarded relaxation when he went to a professional detailer, so this only happened when he had someone close to him to offer.
"And what would you do about it, if that was the case?" Optics still offline, Megatron's voice had gone soft, not quite a murmur really, just a... quieting of the usual rumbling tone.