"Understandable. And you did," Orion agreed, again committing that dislike of Megatron's firmly to memory. Growls firmly abated, his helm ducked slightly at the praise, audials twitching.

"And you can hush about that. There is nothing to do with 'deserving' - but that is reassuring. I can agree I'm not letting you go, either."
He managed a grin, giving Megatron's hand another squeeze.

"So. What can we do around here that won't send me into a fit? Dancing, maybe?"