Now that the matter was settled, there were other conversation topics to distract HK thoroughly from how he had just won. Also, he was going to ignore the commentary about what had happened with regards to Lockdown, because he at least had the sense to know that any conversation along those lines was doomed to fall out of the sky like the Ebon Hawk hitting the disruptor field over Lehon. "Statement: Yes, he is still here, as far as I am aware. I hope he continues to be here, because I gave him one of my weapons two nights ago. I would not want him or my ax to mysteriously disappear." HK really didn't want to admit it, but since Lugnut had made him a Decepticon, it was the first time he'd felt remotely at home here. Well, besides when he was killing things, that always made him feel at home.

"Answer: Apparently he did not mind enough to hit me over the head when I approached him, admittedly done suddenly and without warning. We... didn't accomplish much of anything, but we couldn't communicate what goal we might be working towards by the time we started to move." Maybe he shouldn't have gotten so caught up in arguing with the Autobot. The only problem was that it was almost precisely like poking the geriatric Jedi, but with less risk of having something 'amusing' happen to him as a result.