"I'm- I- give me a moment." He didn't plan things out for this. He didn't plan things out for this at all. Sixshot had been expecting a beginner's performance but he hadn't been expecting Megatron to barely even be able to lift just one of his legs.

Quietly, Sixshot steps back and pinches the bridge of his nose, half turned away. It's a couple of seconds before he turns back to Megatron, wings pinned back awkwardly.

"I would still like to do an assessment of your skill levels. I need to know where you are and what weaknesses we'll have to worry about. But... is there anything you would like to learn? Any concerns about what we're doing?"