"Oh, you better not-!" Orion sputtered, nearly rising to leave the wall mural to chase after Megatron. But he resisted, engine grumbling, settling on shaking his datapad at Megatron's back before turning back to focus on the wall.

"Flattery will get you no where at this point!" He called back. It was a lie, of course. His engine grumbling toned down a notch with a flicker of warm pleasure. But really, it wasn't the time.

He had a wall to translate, and it was easy enough to loose himself in the familiar process.