First Aid's voice rings through their conversation, and while Megatron may straighten up out of surprise, Impactor just seems to tilt his head, completely unphased by the new entrant to the conversation. Flirting? Well, he'd never considered it that--maybe he just didn't realize he was doing it, mostly.

But he looks at Megatron, and at his awful attempt to be casual about this.

Before looking back at First Aid.

"Yeah. What of it?"

IMPACTOR...