Whatever, Starscream, the Autobot basically offered himself up. What was Knock Out supposed to do, just let him continue wandering around their warship unattended? Sure, he could've taken Rodimus prisoner, but this is more fun. They can always offline him or toss him in the brig later if he proves himself to be...unmanageable.

Rodimus's offering of intelligence is even more paltry than Knock Out had anticipated, and he gives a long, exaggerated roll of his optics that is basically impossible to miss. "Oh, well, color me impressed," he drawls, examining his claw-tipped fingers idly. His voice is positively dripping with heavy sarcasm. "So what you're telling us is all you have to offer are points we already know...and intel that's a month out of date? Well, why didn't you say so? Starscream, what are we waiting for? We might as well promote him on the spot."