"Oh, I appreciate his talent. He's a better poet than I am," Ravage says with a wry smile. "But...he is courting you, isn't he? He never courted me. I was claimed before I ever met him, Loki." Ravage leans into Soundwave, and looks up at him with blinking eyes. "I don't think you are going to egg each other on. That's what we were like, each of us pushing the other that little bit further."