It was...disorienting. He didn't think he was taking it as 'badly' as Megatron had, but the longer the silence went on, the more off Orion felt.
Megatron's eventual movement was a relief, and the press of crest-to-helm was soothing. He took the offered hand quickly enough, standing- only to stagger a bit at the claim.
"Ah. Really? Er, you're welcome?" Helm ducking, he rubbed at the back of his neck with his free hand.
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Date: 2014-07-31 10:17 pm (UTC)Megatron's eventual movement was a relief, and the press of crest-to-helm was soothing. He took the offered hand quickly enough, standing- only to stagger a bit at the claim.
"Ah. Really? Er, you're welcome?" Helm ducking, he rubbed at the back of his neck with his free hand.
"It would be an honor?"