Technically, she'd been hired to serve the Prime, and currently, she might be quite unable to dislike him. This besides the fact that she liked what she'd seen so far. Elita briefly pressed her shoulder against his upper arm in reply to the squeeze; had he said and behaved any differently, she'd believe he was merely... trying to trick himself while leading up to asking/demanding further services, but this?

Was genuine.

"You flatter me. It's merely my job, after all..." Elita trailed off and tilted her helm to look up at Optimus from the corner of her vision, another bright flash of completely honest smile. "But I can say you've been a... revelation. In more ways than one. Thank you," Elita said and then, somehow managed to get on the tips of her pedes - while still walking - and kissed the side of the Prime's mask, then dropped down again to walk properly.