All the more reason to avoid a confrontation, Orion thinks. Megatronus's handling of these things always sounds a bit crass to Orion's understanding of the world, but he supposes it would. Megatronus comes from a different place, and combat is the main way he's been given to express control of things. Orion mostly just hopes for a day when that won't have to be the case.

All the same, the idea of Megatronus crushing his coworkers makes Orion flinch a little. He doesn't really want to dwell on the idea.

"I am well aware," Orion says, genuinely acknowledging that physical prowess as a truth. The guards are well trained, he knows, but Megatronus is, well...he's something else. His frown deepens a little, though, uncertain.

"...Though, I must insist that if a conflict is to arise that we will not resort to violence. This is my home."