Orion tilted his helm, confused by the anger and incresingly certain of the mech's guilt.

"Police you in general? Of course not. Worry about a fellow mech--?"

Orion jerked, vocalizer skipping as he spoke out-loud. He didn't get to finish, the comm-conversation happening in a flash.

::Offer you- what? Not even going to happen!::

It was all he could do not to spin in place and gape at Megatron, horrified.