The relayed vibration made Cliffjumper squirm, but also - unconciously, with rather surprising ease - synch his engine to Optimus', strengthening the vibtration and increasing the feedback, with had him push closer without really meaning to, or thinking about it.

There were trickles of lightning down his circuitry, flowing in a very structured pattern. Not, as he was used to when it came ot excess charge of other various reasons, in random, itchy directions, but flowing in one direction only; towards the wiring and delicate circuitry around his spark chamber, sensornet flushing with response.

Being quite distracted by what was going on within, Cliffjumper sort of let out another near-protoform twitter in response to the tongue against his lips, but he hesitantly opened his mouth.