Megatron's optics grew brighter with several emotions that he did his best to bury, and bury fast. No need to burden Hashtag with them. All the same, his expression soured slightly at the mention of the original primes, but he waved that off. "He brought you to GHOST? Deliberately?" He heaved out a deep vent and shook his head. "I can only hope that doing so yielded useful information. What did you learn?"

He let his words remain there in the air between them for a moment, before he raised a hand, his expression easing into a slight smile. "Peace, Hashtag. You do not need to tell me. Consider this a bit of improvisational life training. Conversations like this while you're young can help prepare you for what to say, in order to build boundaries for your own comfort and safety. In the future, if you aren't comfortable talking with me or anyone about a subject, say as much. Or message someone you trust, who would be able to help you."