While Drift seems to have found the motivation to try and grasp for his own better nature, Megatron is still satisfied nurturing his anger. He has yet to take a good hold of his own temper, much less consider something absurd like forgiveness. Uneasy collaboration was the best he could offer, and it was already trying to his patience.

"Dai Atlas is wise to hide like a coward," he says,"Many of my Decepticons would enjoy the opportunity to rid our universe of the last wretched survivor of that Senate."

Megatron looks like he's about to continue, but he's interrupted by a loud chime from the elevator. The doors open ahead of them.