Megatron finally turns, looking upon the Vehicon in person for the first time. Besides his paint job, Fracas looked like any other drone his army was made out of. There was a few moments of silence as Megatron continued to examine the unfortunate canon fodder.

"Of course you wouldn't, Fracas, that would be a very unwise thing to do deliberately." A little threat here and there wouldn't hurt. He grinned and walked over to the two tables, indicating with a sweeping gesture that Fracas approach one of them. "I think it is time we get started."