"We will see." Sixshot slows to a stop, peering at Megatron over his shoulder. "Upgrades for the sake of them are useless and cumbersome. How you fight will be the main determining factor in the matter."

"The Lord Megatron learned to fight as a gladiator. His fighting style was showy and he liked to draw out battles for the sake of it. It's a flaw he'd often instilled in the mechs he'd personally trained." Sixshot included considering his tendency to go on and on in fights. "His path is not yours."

He thinks back to the way Megatron had been touching at the spot on his arm and scowls quietly before looking away, over the expanse of the clearing he'd chosen for training. The clinic was still clearly seen from here, a direct line of sight in case there was ever and emergency.

"What have you learnt?"