As they paused outside the 'club', Orion could not help but eye the doors with a level of wariness. The one group getting turned away - seemingly arbitrarily, though he suspected he simply wasn't yet enough 'in the know' to grasp why - was slightly unsettling. Megatron's presence at his back and hanging over his shoulders, voice in his audials, was as reassuring as it was pleasing.

He nodded, understanding what Megatron was saying at least. Even if the idea of other mechs asking him for permission to speak with Megatron made him uncomfortable as well.

"You're right. I'd prefer to go inside without...having started anything. That way I can still take a look around, even if people make assumptions."

He shrugged, not caring if people thought he was the 'submissive' if their relationship. Just because he didn't enjoy it, didn't mean he found it insulting.

"So how do we get in there?" He asked, jerking a thumb toward the door as another, smaller group was also turned away.