"Optimus, I'd like to point out that usually genuine thanks only comes after the actual help that has been rendered." She had almost called him "Prime" again, but since she had been given permission earlier, Elita managed to catch herself in time and gave another brief sgtroke to the base edge of the wheel-well before she settled down on her pedes again.

She wanted to continue this train of thought; would it not be better he be foreceful in the right areas--- She had a job to do. Elita smiled and shook her helm, curiously reaching for two energon goodies, offering him one before taking a bite out of the other herself. She wasn't sure, but she might prefer the oil cakes.

"If anyone should apologize, it is me. I'm here for you, so I apologize for any wrong step taken." He was not, neither technically nor at all, a host for Elita. She didn't really count as a guest here.