"Nope," Orion grinned, shameless. "I don't want to be subject to whatever penalty you'd demand of me."

Even with his sudden certainty that taking Megatron's bet was a stupid move, Orion carefully continued taking his readings, scans, and notes as he passed up each relic. No additional shields vanished under his hand, and that strange, half-recognised pull from the weapon case never returned for any of them.

He glanced toward the larger mech when he finished; silently forced to admit that Megatron clearly had a 'feel' for this room, and the items inside.