[No, no, he wanted to run away. He can't run if she's hugging him like this. Yet it feels... Nice? However, he couldn't find the strength to push her away. Instead, hesitantly holds his arms up before completing the hug. Soundwave at least recognizes that it's a friendly hug. Or at least he so hopes that it's a friendly hug instead of anything more.]

Do you... Not hate me?

[He blurts out the first thing that comes to mind. Neither of them were themselves, but he feels like he treated her rather horribly and played with her feelings at the end. Despite the wound still present on his arm. Still the guilt is very much eating at him for he still cares for his friend at the end of the day.

Soundwave is not a crier. Well, his avatar looks like he's about to burst into tears, but technically he isn't crying. Right at this moment, where his real body is currently residing, his visor is glowing bright from the intense embarrassment and shame, and the avatar could only translate it into teary eyes.

Her suggestion, though?]

That.... Is for the best. We'll just... forget it all happened.

[Moving on and pretend nothing happened? Well, what do you know, it's also Soundwave's favorite. Adding another to the list of things Soundwave keeps deep inside him and to never acknowledge ever again. Surely, he won't explode from bottling up all his issues in the future.

Don't mind him not letting go of the hug for a little bit longer. But eventually, he's calmed himself down enough and breaks the hug, feeling a tiny bit better (But not really, though).]

You wanted breakfast, did you not? Let's... wash your face first at least.