There's a pause for a moment. Then, Soundwave's shoulders shake slightly as he as laughs softly, holding out his hands to Rung, as if offering them out to the therapist.

The mask covering his face splits, revealing a soft smile. "I think we got that habit in common," Soundwave confesses. "But, you know. Your friends? They're gonna be the dudes that wanna know you're okay, or when you need help. There ain't no shame in askin' for help. You're not a burden for askin' for a bit of help here an' there."

He shrugs a little. "I do what you do. Probably, if it weren't for Starscream, I'd keep doin' it."