In a way, Arcee is glad there's no one else in the room to hear this. No doubt Rodimus would be pitching a fit by now, and Ultra Magnus -- she doesn't even know what Ultra Magnus would do. But at the same time it's frustrating, it's maddening because what he's saying seems so surreal she can't even be sure she's hearing it herself.

"Maybe not that you remember." Arcee doesn't sound angry, just -- upset. A tiny thread of desperation creeps into her voice, her optics never leaving his face. That he has such a warped impression of how things even happened is what gets to her the most. "What did we do to them, Optimus -- Orion? What do you think happened? Megatron changed when the war came around. It was you who stood fast against him."