His single optic shutters owlishly, like he had genuinely expected that to work and like he's surprised Ratchet isn't privvy to his innermost thoughts and motivations.
"I... don't want to use it on the people here?" Though certainly not out of the kindness of his spark. He frowns, like he's genuinely conflicted about what he's saying. "I wasted 75 million years with delusions of grandeur. Continuing to wage a pointless war is extremely low on my list of priorities."
Megatron leans back in the seat, huffing a little petulantly. "But-- fine. If I'm going to do anything productive here, I suppose I'll have to do it without my cannon. Just don't come crying to me when there's aerial enemies you can't reach with your own little pistol!"
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"I... don't want to use it on the people here?" Though certainly not out of the kindness of his spark. He frowns, like he's genuinely conflicted about what he's saying. "I wasted 75 million years with delusions of grandeur. Continuing to wage a pointless war is extremely low on my list of priorities."
Megatron leans back in the seat, huffing a little petulantly. "But-- fine. If I'm going to do anything productive here, I suppose I'll have to do it without my cannon. Just don't come crying to me when there's aerial enemies you can't reach with your own little pistol!"