Of course she did. It was part of her (current) job, after all. But it also told her that Optimus was, indeed, interested. And if the reaction was proof of anything... Elita would have let her engine purr with delighted anticipation because no matter the actual present... circumstances or restrictions, she could definitely appreciate someone who was so very taken with her.

Especially since she was - free of any actual caste programming - certainly interested back. What was even more endearing, was that either he was shy... or inexperienced. She would not mind at all lending some experience.

Some part of her was of course very tied up in the active consort programming, another part was actively trying not to think about the failed attack, and what she was supposed to do now, and that the longer she stayed she might be compromised... But another part wanted very much to stay, both because of him, and because of what she'd learned.

"Certainly," Elita said, suppressing a giggle as she let him take the cube she'd offered and then made one for herself, declining to point out that she was already inside, and chose a seat very obviously allowing space for another frame... if he wished to take it.