He's a little startled by the sudden voice. But when who it is registers, he settles himself, actually uncurling a bit from his hunched position. Soundwave. He knows him -- he's trustworthy.

"It's fine," he answers, albeit a little stiffly. Not because he doesn't want to see the other robot. Far from it -- after all, the last time he'd heard from Soundwave, he hadn't sounded very well at all.

He just... isn't used to all this social interaction. Not yet. Robots and human beings alike keep coming out of the woodwork to speak with him, and meet him... it's jarring.