Y/n was looking down... he didn't understand himself anymore... or really anything... he was getting over the fact that alien robots just kidnapped him and he may have a magical singing voice or something insanely ridiculous like that...

He stared at his nails a bit more and tried to inspect the nail... he was surprised to find his nails were the same.. but they tasted metallic when he bit them and they indented.

He was curious of his own body again...
he stared up at his...
owner?
He guessed was now he appropriate name for the creature.

"Hey... SoundWave... was it?" Y/n called to the robot of whom reluctantly turned to him with an air of irritation.

"You're Shane Weave... aren't you...
and... you plan to kill me when this is all over right?" Y/n had asked this in a way that looked like he was finding it amusing...

SoundWave was slightly confused... most humans would be quivering with terror and crying about that...
Y/n seemed to welcome the thought of death...

this... This slightly concerned SoundWave as this could mean he had no fear and that would make him hard to work with...

He tilted his head then instead of making noise... simply texted Y/n.

(You do not seem to understand your situation...
you are going...
To Die...)

Y/n read it and rolled his eyes. "Believe me... death isn't a new concept to me... in fact it's extremely old...

I had tried to kill myself when I was younger...
I don't have close friends... and I only have my adoptive mother...
she loves me but...
it's complicated...
I separate myself from her so she won't get hurt too bad if I ever manage to die...
I'm smart too... I can figure out how to kill someone within the matter of a few seconds but I prefer to take the blow instead because getting revenge on my bullies isn't as satisfying as Karma...

Karma is such a powerful tool~

Sorry that sounds horrible but that's how I work... I'm not the greatest person ever...
but I try to make my flaws strengths or use my flaws to help other people...

Guess you could call me the prince of evil or something horrible like that...
go on.... I deserve it..."

But SoundWave didn't say anything,  he had stopped typing entirely...

this human was smarter than the rest...
not mathematically or scientifically but in a logical sense...
his emotions made his decisions but his mind did the calculations.

SoundWave was intrigued...

Y/n stared down at his phone and saw a new text from "Shane".

(Explain to me your mind...
I need to know for my studies... you don't seem to function like the rest... now do you?)