"No, that ain't it... exactly." Cliffjumper shrugged, tentaively reaching the hand he'd pulled back earlier to briefly trace the grill plates before he pulled that hand back again with a frown.
He shouldn't, really.
Then what Optimus had said caught up to him and he thought back. What was the mech - bodyguard or no - doing in the room, in his berth? The only reason he could thing of...
"An' if I said I wanted you to move, how far would... or could ya actually go?" Because suddenly he had his suspicions about what Mirage would have said, while he was recharging and unable to protest.
Not that Mirage would have listened to his protests anyway.
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Date: 2012-01-05 12:22 am (UTC)He shouldn't, really.
Then what Optimus had said caught up to him and he thought back. What was the mech - bodyguard or no - doing in the room, in his berth? The only reason he could thing of...
"An' if I said I wanted you to move, how far would... or could ya actually go?" Because suddenly he had his suspicions about what Mirage would have said, while he was recharging and unable to protest.
Not that Mirage would have listened to his protests anyway.