He settled for huffing at Megatron over the commline before letting it drop, focusing instead on the interaction taking place before him. The difference in Ragna's words and tone and even field when addressing Megatron versus himself was as fascinating as it was occasionally confusing. If he didn't know the cause, he'd almost be insulted.

Instead, Orion's stiffness melted away at Ragna's words, his own field control relaxing to more friendly levels.

"A pleasure to meet you, Ragna," Orion said with a nod of his helm, giving her a somewhat sly grin.

"It's no problem at all, really. Anyone who shares my dislike of that mech is welcome."