[ Knock Out watches him for a long moment, then huffs a little vent of air and nods, his face oddly neutral. ]

Mm, I suppose you would. I'll be waiting, then. You know how to reach me -- we'll set up a rendezvous.

[ He smiles then, slightly, his optics lighting up. ]

It was a pleasure doing business with you, Ratchet. A pity I didn't get to see more of your handiwork, though.