The little touch of victory she'd felt in her spark feels dampened by Orion's obvious anguish. There is no clear winner here, and she knows that however she knows Megatron, Orion knows him much differently. It must hurt, the realization that he's been lied to by someone he trusts so much. Arcee can only imagine.

"I'm sorry, Orion. I'm -- " She falters, her spark heavy, and she drops her voice, resetting her vocalizer to try to clear it of static. "I'm so sorry."