He blinks, but doesn't pull back. It's sort of nice, to be honest, being near someone again. He didn't realize how much he'd really missed it until... His hands stop hovering then, lightly resting on Soundwave's plating.

"Right." He nods. "You're... We're friends."

Relax. He's supposed to relax. Right. He lets air cycle through his systems, tries to focus on the feeling of being all right. Being away from the world and around someone trusted. Having a friend.

Very calming things, those.

He's... not sure what it's supposed to feel like. Or what's supposed to be happening. So he just tries to focus on being calm.