Uncertainty, if it's honest, he can work with. It's better than closing off to him, than putting up a front where he was left guessing.

Listening to her confess her wish, Knock Out makes a wordless understanding sound in the back of his vocalizer. He doesn't know how to offer that kind of peace to Rogue, but he can be here and steady for her. Without moving, he sinks deep in his systems, and the wavelength thrum he'd used before to get her to calm shivers through the hallway.

"We can go any time you want," he says. Yes, the mansion was proving an advantageous way station, but it wasn't worth tormenting her with. "We don't have to stay here."