Knockout's buzzsaw purred inches from his restrained "patient," a smug smile crossing his faceplate.

"My, you're making this difficult," he purred, tilting their chin up. "The more you struggle, the less pleasant this becomes."

Without warning—

CHOMP.

The subject bit his finger.

Knockout yanked his hand back with an indignant yelp, staring in horror.

"...I just polished that!"

His optics narrowed as the buzzsaw whirred back to life.

"Oh, now you've made this personal."