The affirmative answer is all he needs. Megatron shifts his shoulders back motioning to whatever stable surface is avaliable.
"Show me what you have so far."
He settles, the only time Megatron is doing a good deed.
He is a strange one.
[ Thinking it over, they seem to hum a little in thought. ]
"Hmm.. well, this data pad has at least a couple of orbital cycles worth of notes that would take forever to organize but.."
[ She then looked at the other as she then looked at the Datapad. ]
"Assistance is appreciated of course."