The short mech was in the hall of records, sitting there reading on his datapad with a frown. He realized you had walked up to him after a few moments. “Ah! Hello. Is there something you need?” He asked you with a soft smile. Orion’s blue optics looked at yours, and he gave a small glance to your frame and smiled more; he liked the way you looked. He had set down his Datapad to give you his full attention. Once the machine hit the table it turned grey as it turned off.