Knock Out hasn't really considered how much use the holoform might get moving forward, in light of everything. That seems like a problem for later, a frivolity that he'll be able to think about when things go back to normal.

"Mm. It's wasteful, that's all. Basically it just involves holding the food until later when it can be dropped." Given the holoform's ability to blink in and out of existence, that was probably meant literally. "Why didn't he need to eat?" he queries, interested.

As promised, the waitress returns with Rogue's breakfast plate before long and retreats again.

Knock Out's gaze slides out the window to the parking lot and holds for a moment, like he's zoning out, before he seems to snap back to the present. "Sorry. Someone was walking past me. I'm splitting my attention in two places and it's strange."