Rodimus is surprised by this turn of events...the last outcome he was expecting here was to be asked by Soundwave for advice.

"I mean, if you're asking my opinion," he puts a hand on his chin thoughtfully, looking Soundwave over. "I'm sure the whole...eerie, silent, constantly lurking in the corners...thing is working out great for you , I really am, but - no wait - hear me out...think how much more effective you'd be at listening in on people if they liked you." Rodimus pauses. That was probably a bit more insulting than he'd meant for it to be.

"Er...I mean, as a...as a chum, you know? If they felt like they could trust you, confide in you! If you were more...fun!" He says that last word with a pained expression, trying really hard to imagine Shockwave being anything resembling fun. The thought concerns him.