It's unsurprising that suddenly having a car talking to him puts Sollux on full alert. It is probably a little surprising when he immediate pulls a steak knife out of his pants and starts waving it around threateningly, though.

"Don't touch me I'll fuck you up!" he slurs in his heavy accent, rearing up onto his feet in a crouch and digging his bits of claw into the upholstery for support. "Fuck you!"

He lets out a distinctively troll screech.