Megatron grins at the sudden uncharacteristic hostility. Drift's snippy comments weren't the words of a remorseful ex-Decepticon looking for redemption. That was Deadlock backtalking his Commanding Officers. It was instantly recognizable, and it amused him how easily Drift's facade melted away under a little pressure.

"I assume you mean that shed in the middle of the cyberformed land."

Drift didn't really expect him to take the hint and leave, did he?