He's definitely not going slightly blue. That's just the lighting in here. Megatron maintains intense optic contact with her for a few seconds as she works through it, then looks away.

"It's complicated," he says after a moment. "The way everything in this fragging universe is complicated. But... thank you. I guess."

Not bothered if she follows or not, Megatron slips into one of the table seats, still feeling a little achy and nauseated from the dark energon, even after blasting it with as many ADEs as he could steal. Should he get more? Not a huge fan of these consequences.

"You can put what you brought wherever you want. I'm not going anywhere." A wordless note that she doesn't have to feel she must shuffle in and out as quickly as possible, maybe.