[Soundwave goes silent as he's notably reading over the text. His expression is hard to read, if only due to the fact that he's wearing his mask.
Eventually, though, he touches his own chin and sits there for a long moment.]
Th-that, um.
[It's unmistakable, the raw emotion in his voice, how touched he is by the words. Soundwave adores the arts, and he never anticipated that Megatron had any knack for poetry.]
S'good. It was good.
[Yeah, no, he's. Blown away and probably sounds about ready to cry.]
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Eventually, though, he touches his own chin and sits there for a long moment.]
Th-that, um.
[It's unmistakable, the raw emotion in his voice, how touched he is by the words. Soundwave adores the arts, and he never anticipated that Megatron had any knack for poetry.]
S'good. It was good.
[Yeah, no, he's. Blown away and probably sounds about ready to cry.]