Knock Out had no answer for her question, no explanation for how they'd both found themselves half a country away from where they'd been located just before waking up. Nowhere near any of the Porter cities (indeed, they seemed to have landed ironically about as far away from one as they could be, barring a different country entirely).

"All right," he agrees to her statement, pulling up to the end of the driveway nearest the house and parking, his processor awhirl with any possibility he could think of that might explain their current predicament.

Out of curiosity, he rotated his comm codes back to his Earth defaults, pinging out to both Decepticon frequencies and the satellite uplinks which Soundwave had curated for them, but all came back negative. It was a rudimentary test, but it seemed to disprove the slim possibility that he'd been Ported back to his universe. Not to mention, all the literature that they had suggested they wouldn't recall their time in another world, and there was no reason that Rogue would also be here. And finally, this was definitely not the time nor the place he'd been pulled from.

Perhaps Rogue would have better luck with the house.