"Take it easy now, big guy," Knock Out advises, but he's grinning, optics bright and sharp as he watches Breakdown test out the new arm. Breakdown's elation at his new arm is all the confirmation Knock Out needs to know he's done a fantastic job yet again. "Mm, I did outdo myself, didn't I? Especially with having to scrounge for supplies as we did...ah, but the real miracle would be replacing your optic." He grimaces momentarily -- even with the proper facilities, that'd be a much more difficult undertaking than replacing an arm. But the unhappy look on his face melts away the next minute, replaced again with that self-satisfied smile.

"At least you won't have to keep catching your spare tire," he tells Breakdown as he checks his scanner, verifying that all of his partner's vitals are in line. They are, of course -- Knock Out has always taken good care of Breakdown, and besides that, he's a tough mech. It takes a lot to knock him down a notch or two. "Now, let me just make sure everything's all in working order before you get off that slab...give me your hand, hmm?"