MEGATRON: Optimus Prime. Orion Pax would be horrified by what I have become. I am unrecognizable to the young bot who once toiled away in the mines of Iacon. I think, I think Orion Pax would be ashamed of me. He would fear me and want nothing to do with me. This, this monster that I am.

OPTIMUS: Megatron...

MEGATRON: You know that it would be true, Optimus. You know.

OPTIMUS: ...

​" A visit, Optimus? Do spare me the pleasantries. If this is the 'pleasant visit,' I shudder to think what a negotiation would this be... "

OPTIMUS: In fact, as funny as it sounds, he was.

MEGATRON: That was before because of my old alt mode.

OPRIMUS: Yeah. I know, but you were still shorter than me.

MEGATRON: Ughh... Just shut up. You're always cocky with it.

OPTIMUS: Either I'm annoying you with it, or you're just embarrassed about that fact.

MEGATRON: Don't sass me about it now!

OPTIMUS: Funny how it still... affects you, even after years.

MEGATRON: .....Ughhh..

If only Orion could have understood such a simple concept. Now I see it’s the only way for there to truly be peace, to be a Cybertron without Primacy…

My eyes, once bright yellow, now burn with a fiery red intensity. It is constant reminder of my transformation. That feeble hue of yellow which my eyes were once represented, that the naivety I once had is no longer wished to be seen.

(required reading for this joke)