Orion lets our a yelp of pain as Megatron drags him closer, his knee jarring uncomfortable and his windshield creaking under the strain. It doesn't cow him for long, however, and soon he focuses's his gaze on Megatron's, his optics burning.

"What separates it? You are the one with the power now, and you have been for millenia. And this is what you choose to do with your freedom? Who do you fight for now? Or is it only yourself? The necessities of war do not include the slaughters of those at your mercy!"