He followed her, watching her reactions and her deeds. he figured she was likely trustworthy, and yet he trusted no one.
he watched the appearing button and reappraised the tech of the day; it much be higher than he thought.
When the room opened, he let the sparks gather on his arms, giving on a silvery blue glow.
He followed her into the room, remaining uncharacteristically silent, until the panther, a great cat of this world, that was so very obviously not a panther, came forward.
he moved forward himself, planting himself between her and it, tensing for an attack from behind as he did, and addressed the thing.
"Hail, Power, and welcome. You summoned, I came. Declare, and tell me your desires, and Megatron will consider them."
It was in an almost polite tone for Megatron, which was, really, arrogant and supercilious for anyone else.