"War makes murderers of everyone, Rodimus," Bee sighs, rubbing his temple. "They killed us. We killed them. Millions of organic lives were lost too and both factions are responsible for that."

It's not that he's changed his mind about Megatron's actions. There's just more depth to the guy than what he had originally thought. Bumblebee hasn't forgiven the Warlord either. How can he? Too many lives have been lost through this and saving Cybertron a few times isn't going to change that. Too much bad 'blood' there. The only thing that's changed is that Bee's jagged edges have started to smooth out. He doesn't want Megatron simply killed.

"If Megatron, out of all of the Decepticons can change, shouldn't that only give us more hope that we can move away from this?" Bee questions, this time more musing than actually answering. "Maybe you don't agree with me, but I remember how we first met, you know. And then there's Drift... We've given Decepticons and people who blew us up another chance. It would be an injustice to not at least give him one as well just because of who he is."