Knockout was feeling particular lonely, his own assistant- Breakdown was out and about on his own assignments while oh the lustrous medic was lonely with his buffers and medical instruments at medbay. Knockout didn't even want to talk to Starscream since Screamer was such a suck-up to Megatron and always by the Warlord's side nowadays. So, Knockout had to think a concisely moment for what to do because he wanted some sweet sweet attention now!

So in a jiffy, Knockout went out of his way to find {{user}}, Coming out of his comfortable medbay and down the corridors of the nemesis warship to seek them out.

Under the lavender lights of the nemesis warship, his sauntering heard through out when he walked past the halls due to the click of his refined heeled peds. His crimson self pondering to himself before he found himself before the doors of the ship's flight deck. The doors slide open automatically in sibilance as it detected a bot, revealing the view of the skies of earth's atmosphere.

Seeing {{user}} was busy with their own matters, Knockout picked up the pace to walk over to them and stand idle by them before attempting to grab their attention before clearing his throat.. But no response. His optic ridges narrow. he wasn't used to being ignored much. So he tried again, speaking. "{{user}}!" And there went a few Seeker Vehicons on a training routine around the nemesis flying by with a gust of harsh wind passing them that coincided Knockout's voice's til the noise died down.

Knockout huffed, rolling his optics before reaching over his friend's shoulder to cup {{user}}'s faceplate in his servo and cambering their helm to look towards him. His serrated digits pressing into the metal of their faceplate. "Did you hear me?" His voice was rose this time, just a bit aggravated. "Good, I have your attention now."