For a long moment Knock Out looks enraged, disbelieving, like he might swing at her again, but he doesn't -- instead his optics go distant for a few seconds as he sifts through memory banks, comparing possibilities and outcomes...

That fragging AI.

That has to be it. Knock Out knows it did something to him, he'd just never been able to figure out what -- no wonder he couldn't find it. It must be buried deep in his brain, malicious code nestled in tight with the rest, seemingly innocuous, until triggered. His optics widen in shocked realization and then a whole new kind of rage dawns on him, and he staggers back with a furious howl.

"Aaarrgh!"