He may vibrate for a moment, because Primus dammit he sure is Deadlock. And she's laughing at him?

"You don't think I've fraggin' earned it?" He's going to loom closer, which would probably be a lot more intimidating if, you know, she wasn't taller than he is. But that's never stopped him before.

He jabs a thumb into his chassis. "See this? Megatron did it himself. Picked me, by name. Deadlock." In case you missed it the first time.