[Ulp..... She's too close. Soundwave freezes at the contact, looking down at her resting blissfully on him. Oh Primus, she's pressing further into him. Good thing his brief panic is hidden behind the mask, but Soundwave shimmies juuuuust a little bit so that she isn't close to accidentally touching his crotch plate. That would be the worse place to be touching him.

On the outside, he looks and sounds just as calm as before. His hands resumes to wash her stomach and then, tentatively onto her collarbone and neck, washing off the mess he made on her there.]

Only if you're brave enough, Lord Monika.

[He says that, but he knows he'll probably fret a lot more than she does. She's so delicate and made of flesh and he's.... big and all metal.
]

I see, then I suppose I do not need to give a warning before picking you up the next time.

[Okay, he's not actually going to abuse his freedom, but hey Monika gave him blanket permission, so.... Also... old man?]

I suppose for humans I would be considered ancient... If you wish to know regardless, I am nearly five million years old.

[Talk about a massive age gap, huh.]