::Really? He told you everything?::

Another fluctuation of Orion's field at the news, before he smothered all reaction other than a small, pleased rumble; soft enough only Megatron, practically against his frame, could probably hear it.

Orion spared a glance toward the unfortunate white mech, already being ushered back into Turmoil's smug embrace.

Fingers curled affectionately around Megatron's heavy helm, lips twitching upward.