Unfortunately, or fortunately, despite being lived in, it's a pretty boring room. Lots of datapads about, some tchotchkes. Generally neat, though Velocity can probably tell the stuff that's been haphazardly dumped to be seen to at a later time is probably Megatron's doing, given that one of said things is his fusion cannon propped up against the wall with a beautiful, starry cape that's definitely too big for him slung over it.

"My husband," he says slowly, expression going slightly tense at the mention of the organics, as he still hasn't really dealt with how he feels about them. "He runs the library."