The Seeker seems to wilt. Apparently he has forgotten more of his manners than he previously realized. The Megatron that he is used to dealing with is far more world-weary and humbled by his experience with Unicron’s possession that Starscream has been able to get away with much, much more, in terms of how loose he is with his words.

He winces, makes a coughing noise in his voice box, and dips his head submissively. “My apologies, master,” he stammers out. There’s a long pause while he tries to find the right words. For all the schemes and counter-measures in his play book for worming his way through a conversation, he hasn’t the slightest idea how to handle this situation. Clearly all three of them are working from different timelines, and there is really no telling how far Megatron is willing to believe him, or how he will tolerate the news of everything that happened that day on the Nemesis with the omega lock, and beyond.

“Well, for one thing, Shockwave has returned to our fold...” Gotta go slow. See what Megatron does and doesn’t remember.