Megatron snorted. "It has been a long time since I was called a sparkling," he said with reasonably good humor. He even smiled. It was swift, there and gone, but genuine enough before it disappeared behind his glass as he threw back its contents.

He lowered it back down onto the table. "I did," he confirmed, "though I do not remember all of it with clarity. Whether it is due to its feeling to me like it was millions of years ago, or the more typical explanation of my over-reliance on omniglobes during my flavor of the war."

He absently tapped a finger on his glass. "One of the side effects is degradation of the areas of your professor that have to do with memory. My long-term recall has been unreliable ever since."