[He’s got his head on his arms on the table, still laughing.] Actually, it’s hilarious.

[He sits up and grins at Soundwave.]

They should have known better than to ask a drunk telepath to go poking around their heads.

[And a thought....] And for the record, stay out of mine, all right? [He’s still smiling, but he does mean that. He’d never let himself think about how much it bothered him that Soundwave could poke around his head at all, but now that he’s come across one that’s nice he’s going to take a chance to just draw the line there.]