"I'm right here," Knock Out spits out, both increasingly agitated and nervous. He really wishes he could get that knife out of Sollux's hand, but something tells him transforming right here in the middle of a busy street would be a fantastically bad idea. Humans. "You're in me, kid. Oh -- don't tell me -- you've never met a Cybertronian before, have you? And I thought you all knew who we were. I mean, it's been a couple hundred years since I laid eyes on any of you, but Alternians are hard to miss..."