The only reason Orion wasn't holding his field in...was because at this point, he simply forgot about in Megatron's presence. It was quite distracting, after all.

He didn't much think of the need to move Megatron's helm around; not consciously, at least. Sure, it gave him a warm glow around his spark to be so familiar with the huge mech- and it did feel terribly nice to have him so malleable under his fingertips...

But he focused on finishing up the paint work with quick, professional strokes, pulling back with only a lingering brush of fingers on faceplates.

"There. Ready to go."

He smiled with mild pride, stepping back enough to give Megatron room.

"You might want to check it in the mirror to make sure it's right."