[The sheer emotion in his voice is enough to close his eyes, letting the tone sink in. He almost feels four million years younger, hearing it. That cheerful tone, how it rang whenever he did the most mundane of things.]

So you chose me because you couldn't understand me.

[He sounds amused by it, leaning into that touch willingly.]

I can't say it's the first time I've heard it.

[A hand reaches up, fingers gliding along Shockwave's cheek as he just studies it. It's the same as it'd been when he was a senator, full of life and emotion. Not battered down by years of war. Perhaps the shadowplay saved him from that, in some dark, twisted way of looking at it.]

Although it means much more here.