Megatron may have sobered, but Orion is still coasting on his own flash of anger at that mocking attitude. He had expected anger, perhaps, or aggression - but not this casual teasing, like this is supposed to be some kind of game between them.

"I hadn't known you had such an interest in toying with me," he says rigidly, his stare sharpening. "Though I suppose you must have developed one by now."