Megatron's eyes narrow dangerously. He doesn't appreciate having his question deflected by another question. Especially not by Starscream. Starscream may be in his good graces now, but that is always subject to change. This entire situation is vaguely irritating. His subordinates have no right to question their leader like this even if one of them should be dead by his hand.

"I was asking you. Starscream." There's a deadly note in his voice that suggests that Starscream is gently toeing the line of his patience. Dreadwing gets a half-glance, but nothing more.