Silence stretches between them for good while before Sixshot puffs air through his vents and looks away.

"It was more trouble than it was worth."

Killing Megatron hadn't really even occurred to him when he'd been standing in front of the mech, even stinking of weakness and fool's energon as he had been. He'd been made to be loyal, trained to be loyal- and the one time he'd thought of turning on Megatron had ended up with Starscream shutting him down.

Even if he had killed Megatron, where would that have gotten him? He'd have still been wandering the empty city, without purpose and direction anyway.