Megatron scoffs, but he appreciates that Rodimus doesn't argue with him; he'd been braced for another argument, and he is really not in the mood.
He leads the way in silence, but when they arrive at their destination – an expanse of rubble that might once have been a recreational park – he holds a hand out for Rodimus to keep back, and shoots him a you'd better remember what I said look. It's not that he wants to make sure Tarn doesn't see Rodimus; he just wants him out of his reach.
Then he steps out of the shadows of the abandoned buildings, shoulders squared, his face set in a frown. "Tarn!" he bellows, as if he really is still summoning an underling.
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He leads the way in silence, but when they arrive at their destination – an expanse of rubble that might once have been a recreational park – he holds a hand out for Rodimus to keep back, and shoots him a you'd better remember what I said look. It's not that he wants to make sure Tarn doesn't see Rodimus; he just wants him out of his reach.
Then he steps out of the shadows of the abandoned buildings, shoulders squared, his face set in a frown. "Tarn!" he bellows, as if he really is still summoning an underling.