Gently, he raises his hand in order to place her on his shoulder. A nice, comforting location. One where he'd put Sephie, Frenzy, or Ru--

He doesn't mind it, suffice to say.

"'Preciate you thinkin' of me, Vandal," Soundwave informs her warmly. Now he knows he owes her, for certain.

And he thinks he knows how. Later, he'll hopefully have a chance to talk to Drift or First Aid.

For now, he'll spend time with his friend.

"Whaddaya got?"