Almost immediately, Orion returned to his polishing, buffing the affected spot in almost-apology.

Almost. Megatron was so full of subtle sass it was impossible not to feel at least a little vindicated. And his systems still revved at Megatron's little sound.

"Indeed. I still have a while yet to give it an attempt."

Carefully working his hands free, Orion moved on, dabbing more wax onto a somewhat ragged polishing cloth to make his way across broad shoulders and over the curve and wires of Megatron's neck.