"We don't always get to choose if we are or not, Orion," Megatron said, mock-seriously, and then shrugged, waving a hand at the doorways spread along the corridor.

"Any of them, for whatever reason, that attracts your interest?" If Orion chose one of the rooms he'd already explored, he could probably steer him away reasonably quickly. What he wanted was to see what Orion chose... if he was seeing something Megatron wasn't, or if, maybe, there'd be something down here that would pull him towards a particular door.

Much like Megatron had felt drawn to the golden disc the giant statues had been holding.