Breakdown just grunts, still not too worried about it. They're surrounded, sure, but they're just... half-organics, too short to be much of a threat. (Except — his mind flits briefly to TRIDENT. They weren't much of a threat either, right up until they were.) He takes a step back, closer to Knock Out.

"Just looks like they're lining up for an easy swing to me," he growls, but nonetheless cocks a glance back at Knock Out for direction. Do they fight? Or head out?