Soundwave’s concern was vague and subtle yet Megatron grasp it. He was fully aware of the telepath’s physical and mental condition, therefore, he decided not to be ambiguous about it.
“You are one of my senior officers, letting mechs lower-ranked than you lay a digit on you would be an inappropriate mismatch. I don’t believe that you deserve such a harsh punishment. Besides, you possess the most delicate and sophisticated mechanicals. I would never allow those useless slags to damage a single unit of your devices. It would be a shame to waste your extraordinary capability.” He explained.
[And it too would be a shame to hurt you. You sacrificed so much for our cause, Soundwave, my most loyal. Forgive me for my ruthlessness.] He thought in his processor.
Soundwave had gripped that thought of Megatron’s and been shocked at the news. He never expected to receive comfort from his lord, a mech who ruled them with such regal dignity. But it happened, like a fantasy. That led a surge of warmth flow through his core, all of a sudden he practically felt he’s better.
“Don’t be hesitant if you need some help.” Megatron said.
Soundwave was too awestruck to form an answer. And Megatron grumbled mockingly,“I have appointed a mech who never speaks as my communications officer. How clever I am!”
In Soundwave’s moment of hesitation, Megatron had already come up with his own conclusion, “All right, no matter what your answer may be, some medicine will definitely do you good.”
Without warning, Megatron’s servos roamed around the slim frame to check the injuries and bruises, then he covered those dents with a thick layer of medicine.
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