That smile was only encouraging. Such expressions from Megatron were not easily won. "I wouldn't say it's simply settled, just that the details aren't so urgent that we can't take a few hours to enjoy ourselves," he clarifies, pouring himself a glass and swirling it idly. "That is, if you're even capable of celebrating... when was the last time you cut loose, a few millenia ago?"

There's a challenging glint in his eye and he stares Megatron down from across the table, still swirling the glass. Starscream doesn't actually expect Megatron to partake (the fact that he neglected to bring a second glass was a notable indicator of that), but if his master showed the inclination... well, this was one thing Starscream didn't really mind sharing with him.