[ Of course, his snarky side is what fuels her bickering best, so he shouldn't be surprised when it's what he gets in return. ]

Don't "poor you" at me! You made me get in the sand!

[ If he hadn't moved away on his own, that definitely would've been the end of his good boy pets. Maybe. Watching Grumpy McGrumpyface showing so much obvious pleasure from her actions is its own reward. Ahh, that sweet, sweet taste of superiority from knowing she gets that all to herself...

Still! He's being a jerk. Therefore, she wraps her arm around his waist and tugs him close as they walk. He's getting a different kind of affection in front of the people that suddenly appeared! How awful! Which it may be, if she's shifted his coat enough to really put him on display.

(Seriously, though. It's creepy when he hears people before she sees them. Stop that.) ]

I won't tell you. You'll just have to wait, since you're being such a meanie!

[ Surprise! It's his worst enemy! They've been having a torrid love affair in his absence!

Or it's just Stampy, as he'll find once they've eventually made it to her room. That'll be obvious from the moment they enter, because she's cleared out a space just for the little rascal in the living room. It's suspiciously close to the still-broken chair he destroyed with his robobutt, but that's totally a coincidence.

Smiling, she gestures for Soundwave to go have a look. Tadaaaa~ ]