"Thank you," Orion said automatically as he was handed the box, polite even in this. Even if his voice had deepened to a husky purr with appreciation. Box balanced in one hand, he didn't bother to resist the urge to reach out and stroke Megatron's helm with the other, blatantly enjoying the height difference.

"Now. Do you know what is in the box?"

He grinned as he asked, not really waiting for an answer. Leaving off his petting, he pulled back to open the box-

And began pulling out polishing supplies and a canister of wax. He squirmed a little with anticipation, chuckling under his breath.