"Haha," Orion grumbled, even as a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. "Happily maybe, but I'd rather not." He gave Megatron's hand a squeeze, before focusing on their surroundings as they walked ever-deeper. Orion frowned, reaching out to gently brush the nearest wall, free of any interesting glyphs.

"Huh. I feel like we're in the maintenance corridors of a Metro-titan."

A pause.

"...We're not, right?" He asked doubtfully, eying the floor.