[good to know optimus still didn't have his own matrix as he hadn't when he initially disappeared. that assuages his paranoia slightly, not to mention the relief they haven't been doubled up... that would be complicated. he tamps down any doubts or negative notions about the situation, intent on keeping them away from optimus.]

Yes, that is how it seemed. [he says, reaching out to hold optimus' hand while he speaks, like they always used to. fears or no, megatron unashamedly lets himself indulge in the simple enjoyment of gently clasping his husband's hand.] Admittedly there were no leads on them for a while, they aren't large and there is an infinite amount of places he could've hidden them. I still have no idea where my own one is.

[he's bothered about it, but maybe not on the same level optimus had been when he lost his own. megatron has a very different relationship with matrix acquisition and usage, after all.]

I located it by complete chance. You must see this to believe it.

[he manages to take his optics off optimus - which he hasn't done since he'd walked in and not because of what he'd been thinking of before - to load up the party invitation on his arm computer. low volume, of course.

finally, a ghost of a smirk crosses his face.] Consider yourself lucky you missed that particular party. It was very loud. All the time.