[The attempt of comfort seems to have hurt Monika more than he intended to. Guess he's just terrible at comfort in general. But regardless, he stays where he is and turns his attention to her when she takes out the content of the box.

Blue rose? A stone? Then, the crumpled piece of paper. The two items don't hold much meaning to Soundwave, surely it must've meant something if he truly did give them to Monika, but as it is, he doesn't find meaning in them. However, the paper. He looks at the writing. The promise.]

... I wrote this.

[It's a question, or asking for confirmation. He knows this to be ture. It's not Cybertronian language clearly, but this does appear to be his austere handwriting. 'Wait for me'

He has no recollection of any of these. None of his records shows he's ever owed these items or wrote them, let alone what meaning they hold to him. However, Monika is not lying to him.]

I do not... recall any of this, Monika.

[He knows it's difficult for her to hear it, but he can't lie to her face, as well. His head turns away as he lowers the paper down to his lap, gaze staring the floor. Then, after a moment of silence...]

Tell me, Monika.... Is your faith in the other- no, let me rephrase. [He turns his head to face her.] Is your faith in me still strong?