Defiant
"Do I have to?" An unmistakeable whine left his vocals.
Arcee rolled her optics "Scared you'll scratch your paint?"
Knock Out crossed his arms, angling one hand so he could point a finger at the training room "Of course! They hate me. Most of them probably want to peel my paint off."
Placing one hand on her hip, Arcee gestured violently with the other "I will be the one sparring with you Knock Out. We need to know exactly how the other fights, that way we can play to each others strengths in battle"
"Strengths?" Knock Out mused, uncrossing an arm to tap a finger on his chin "I'm pretty sure I've already shown you in 'our' past battles"
"All I've ever seen from you is that slagging energon prod and your saws." Arcee vented hot air at him in annoyance.
"Exactly" Knock Out smirked.