It's a reasonably gentle rejection if that's what it is - and honestly, he thinks it would be self centered and over-optimistic to think of it more positively. At worst it is a quiet handwaving to darker emotions, and at his center he just hopes that that is not the case.

But, if it's a parting, at least it seems that it can be on peaceful terms. To wake one day and to have lost so much so quickly...the pain of his situation finally begins to sink into his frame. They'd had so many ideas, so many hopes - and now all he can see is the ruins of failure already millenia behind him.

At times he's lamented his own reserved demeanor - he recalls being jealous of how Megatronus had expressed himself, always so vivid and unashamed. But right now he's relieved that things slip easily beneath the surface, though the hurt does show on his face, it does not leave these feelings of despair so exposed.

"Of course," he says, glancing downward. "I never meant to make it a priority."