Elita looked back up at Optimus, and, briefly, there was a very naked look of surprise and hope on her faceplates, before it disappeared for favour of a more thoughtful nod. A lot more neutral, but still close to her natural reaction.

"Few would consider doing that, I think. You're either wise, generous, or just knowledgeable, Optimus." She should be more careful, but she couldn't stop that smile and gave another brush to his arm while she noticed he was keeping the senators at bay.

"Well, since we're here... Anything else of these we should be trying?" Optimus was clearly not ready to face the hordes, yet, and Elita was here to ease his needed stay, so that's what she'd do.