[ With its pronged tip, it certainly resembles a spear or even a trident, and he notices that she seems transfixed by the glowing core. ]

You're not? They have these miraculous things called mirrors, you know... I think you'd be less in denial if you tried looking at yourself in one.

[ But all sarcasm aside, she really does look like she could use a few days of downtime. The tells of someone burning the metaphorical candle at both ends are distressingly similar across their respective species, and Knock Out is well-acquainted with them. Millions of years of war hardly leave time for a lot of R&R. ]

Besides... if you're too exhausted, I'm the one who has to correct the mistakes after the fact. This is simply preventative maintenance, nothing more.