The physical contact is very comforting. Soundwave leans his head forward, more than accepting of the touch on his helm.

"'Course I can share it with ya, Megadude," he says with a tired laugh. "No, not... not really."

It could be anything and that horrifies him. But it can be... dealt with, somehow, but he has no idea if he can handle another surgery so soon after all of that. If he's told to, he will, but.

Soundwave clutches him a bit tighter.