[He's mostly over it now (not really). So long as he doesn't think about his former leader much, he can just respect the person he once was. It's not productive to hold onto that anger for so long, especially when the other likely isn't thinking about him. And isn't here. He has Monika, and that's all he cares about right now.

While Monika cooks up a haiku, he'll take the moment of silence to wash himself and not distract her. When she's ready, she gets his full attention.

The first two lines? Sweet, he likes it.

But then comes the final line.

Aaaah. This is going to haunt him forever, isn't it? Soundwave doesn't say anything at first. Instead, he reaches for his body wash bottle and softly conks her right on the head with it.]

.... Brat.

[Hmph!]

But, thank you. That was.... lovely.

[Sincerely it was, and he's especially more appreciative of it when she created something personal. .... This haiku is worth keeping in his head forever, even with that last part with Moni Muffins. Ugh, she just had to attack him like that. His compliment doesn't end there, though.]

Monika, you have a.... Nice voice to listen to. Perhaps you should read your poetry to me instead?

[Screw the library! His best friend's suite is the best reading spot.]