"Yes, a Decepticon clinic, you must be this evil to be treated-- no, you circuit-fried idiot, it's an Autobot clinic."

Well, aside from Megatron. She thinks maybe he wouldn't believe her if she mentioned that, though.

She's kind of grinning, though, and settles herself on the floor in a tailor's seat, so she's approximately eye-to-eye with him, hands on her knees and a bright expression on her face. Sure, her lips twist a little lopsided and smirkily, her eyes narrow a little sly, but she does actually and genuinely seem pleased to see him.

"By the way, sorry about the thing," she says, offhandedly. What thing? Any thing that he thinks she needs to apologize for! She's not going to incriminate herself by apologizing in detail.