"Hm, which?" Now that Orion had said something like that, he couldn't just reassure him without looking, now could he? So he turned around, optics sweeping the area behind them...

"Oh. Those two. Hm..." frowning, Megatron twitched his helm in a shrug, "some people are into very... hard-core things, Orion. It's not my preference, especially not showing off on a day not put space to it, but I don't think there's anything wrong."

Of course, he'd often wondered about those two, especially as the white and red mech had sometimes frankly seemed... lit high on something. But he was never sure, and there was never nothing that could be spotted as "bad" going on.