[ The journey away from him is a pleasant one. She can't stop sighing in satisfaction every time she thinks of his face. The noises. His struggling. The pathetic way he said her name as she abandoned him. If there's anything he's great at, it's propping her up and planting her in the heavens like the goddess she is. Just as the Player can forgive her for what she just pulled, they can understand why she has to keep Soundwave around. He's good for her mental health! She needs that in a place like this!

And speaking of her emotional support mech, he sure is taking a while to come running up with his tail between his legs. Maybe she broke his brain too much. Or...she went too far. No, she couldn't have. She's done worse. He's going to come. He won't leave her again. She won't run back. Please come back. Don't leave her--

There he is! She shoves away her moment of panicked agitation, going back to being satisfied. He'll get no comment about his state of dress or keeping his head turned away, and once she feels his hand, she smiles to herself. Then, ever so quietly: ]

Good boy.

[ To further reward him, she reaches up to rub the top of his head. Any good pet deserves that after being properly obedient. She'll keep it up until he stops her for whatever reason. She figures once they get around beachgoers again, he'll get shy. ]

Let's go to my room for now. We can come back later. It's going to take a while to get all this sand out of my hair. Unlike someone, I can't make myself disappear and reappear to get rid of it.

[ She snorts in amusement, then looks his way. ]

I think there's someone there you'd like to see, anyway.

[ Hint hint: that someone might be his ultimate competition when it comes to getting petted. ]