[Well. That was easy enough to convince him... and yes, unsurprisingly, Knives is not going to lift a finger to help look. He is, however, intrigued that this creature seems to know plenty about human technology, and follows him into the garage, leaning against a wall with his arms crossed, observing. Might as well gather more information while he waits.]
What are you, exactly?
[Now he's done being polite, he's brusque and to the point.]
no subject
What are you, exactly?
[Now he's done being polite, he's brusque and to the point.]