Perhaps she should give that a shot, course when she's drunk she shouldn't be anywhere near lab equipment's or chemicals.

Enjoy your rest now Starscream.
You'll need it.

-in handy when she's drunk and stumbling. Spitting angry curses at some random bot, who's opinion truly doesn't matter.
He'll worry about it later....for now he'll rest here with her.

Although Overlord himself tends to go after poor unsuspecting victims when he's in a fit of rage, organic on Earth are also in danger if they cross his path while he's livid.

He's more surprised she hasn't gotten her spark ripped out of her by someone, she's smart but he's not sure that would come-

She can deny it all she wants but she can't fool him.
She clearly needs to stop drinking so much, especially when she's upset.

-as well. It would help to pass the time quicker for them both..
Plus he was a bit tired himself.

His servo slowly moves to drape over her frame, thumb gently rubbing the back of her helm as he slowly fell into recharge.
He'll lecture her about her careless drinking habits later...

-against her cheek before pulling away as if the touch burned.
Truth was he didn't want to wake her, as fun as it would be proving her wrong...she needed rest. So for now he let her be.

"...pain in the aft...keeping me trapped beneath you."

He mutters, of course he could move but risk waking her.

" Aside from that you seem like you're just about ready to pass out at any moment."

He adds, he was not ready for her mood to shift once she was awake.
But his servos are clean he didn't do anything.

Which she hasn't done in a long while--
Not that he was really complaining it was just an observation.

" Oh really? You make me lucky?"

His brow raised at her, she was so full of herself but he'd let it slide this time considering her current state.

" Ah yes, of course I suppose I'm very lucky."

" I suppose I am lucky...to an extent."

He adds, of course he meant nothing by it but given his monotone voice it probably came off condescending.
Perhaps he should apologize before he angers her, he really didn't want to deal with a moody seeker. Especially drunk.

" A jest."

" Perhaps that is why we managed to get along. I also...hate Megatron greatly, his existence gives me a migraine."

Given the chance and resources he would upgrade his frame further, become stronger...and kill Megatron himself.
However as things stand he wasn't a match for the other.
One day.

His servo moves over the seeker, a digit grazing against her wing for a moment before pulling away.
He isn't exactly used to being gentle so he worried he'd dent her wing.

Although he does have a good control on his strength, when he isn't pissed off that is.

" I'd say you like laying on me."

She seemed happy, he wasn't going to crush her happiness right now. He would have plenty of time to absolutely ruin her day another time...

For now he'll let her be.

" I suppose that's a relief, though I can't imagine why you'd be here with me if you didn't 'like liking' me."

" Then yes, I would want them to go away. However these feelings were created because of my....recent attachment to you. So no, I do not wish for them to go away."

That's the best response he could give to her, he wasn't sure if that's what she WANTED to hear but it's what she'd get.