"Er, right. Sure," Rodimus replies with a shrug (he's not gonna do that). Mostly he's just pleased that Soundwave seems to have cooled his jets, if only slightly.

"You know," starts Rodimus matter-of-factly. "You'd probably be less, uhm...what's the word...high strung if you embraced that sense of humour, a little bit. Just a suggestion....Decepticon to Decepticon." Rodimus grins, evidently having never heard of 'pushing one's luck.'