He came in there expecting Knock Out, but then there was this motherfucker. Sollux squints at this new robot from across the room, hovering in the doorway in a purple aura of psionic energy. He's not sure what the protocol is here, but...

"...Whoa, who the hell are you?" he blurts out, tiny in comparison to the Cybertronian building scale. "Probably new. You're new, right?"

Something about this robot's head upsets Sollux's sensibilities in a way he only subconsciously understands.