"It won't be much of a surprise, but perhaps that is for the best," Orion grinned wryly, inclining his helm in agreement. He foot remained stubbornly still, however; despite the gestures from the rest of his frame.

"I'm grateful for the reassurance, though-" He trailed off at the waiter's return, which was greeted with a polite thanks - and the quick interception of both their drinks.

Lips twitching, Orion set his multicolored cube down before offering Megatron his with the smallest of triumphant field pulses.