Oh. Oh frag. He slipped up. Soundwave always knew he's been terrible with keeping secrets, but--

He cringes notably, his gaze dropping to the box Blurr had presented to him.

"No," Soundwave admits. "Just me, far as I know. I... there's a lot-- I can do a lot, but I don't--"

Now he's just stammering over his words fruitlessly. Soundwave looks up, visor wide and almost fearful.

"Don't be mad, I wouldn't do it normally. I just... I didn't have anything else I could do."