Flustered, he leaned back a little and tried to disguise how poorly prepared he was for that response. All the casual friendliness could lull Starscream into forgetting how smart Soundwave was. "Yeah, well. When you put it that way, maybe that's why I keep getting into trouble."

He suspected that was a heap of scrap, that Soundwave was probably thinking of nothing but, but the one he knew was always playing it close to the chestplate, so finally there was something that didn't surprise him about this.

"I don't know." Honestly, honesty was easier to keep track of, but somehow he didn't think that was why Soundwave was doing it. It was an interesting, processor-expanding exercise. "I think you can probably exaggerate. Maybe if you think you can protect other peoples' feelings. 'Does this shade of paint make me look bulky', or something like that."