Starscream was positively cowering now, flinching with each stressed word, but he'd dug himself in too far to take anything back at this point. Besides which, Megatron might be convinced that he was purely making excuses for himself, but he was certain that his intuition on the matter was correct.

Fists clenching, he straightened back up with a defiant look on his face. "Infiltrated or turned informant, it doesn't matter. You'll forgive me if I have the common sense to not assume that everyone under your command is perfectly and blissfully loyal to you, master. At least one of us needs to maintain vigilance if the other is going to grow complacent."

And the hole keeps getting deeper.