No.

[ Megatron says flatly. His glowing red gaze bores into Newt and the creature riding in his skin. ]

I am the last person who will ever attempt to appeal to some hidden well of kindness within a person. That motivation must come from within. Besides, I've known plenty of unrepentant monsters. You're simply one more. Utterly banal. One more warlord standing atop a heap of dead.

[ There's utter boredom in that gaze. Disdain. ]

I wanted to understand you, but sadly it seems there's little there to grasp for all your claims of superiority. How disappointing.