Knock Out's just returning to the medibay with a fresh stock of energon cubes and half a mind to spend an afternoon with the rotary buffer when he stops dead at the doorway. He knows there's someone in the medibay before he even sets foot inside, and it's not Breakdown -- he's just seen him elsewhere on the ship. He stares at the other bot in the room, optics quickly narrowing to slits. Whoever they are, they must be some kind of new arrival, and they've already put themselves on Knock Out's bad side. He doesn't like strangers rifling around in his space.

When he steps into the room, his voice is haughty and cold, slick as ice. "You've got about thirty seconds to identify yourself and tell me what the hell you think you're doing in my medibay."