Orion sputtered, slapping the hand on Megatron's chest down with a horrified laugh.

"Not even funny! If something happens, we should at least be prepared. I should have someplace to take you if it comes down between revealing it and your life."

"And I...might have one. A medic, that is," Orion said, thinking of Ratchet, though he shook his head and didn't push the point any further. For the moment - they still mad to make it out of there, after all.