As soon as she engaged, Optimus had to hold his fire unless she gained a definitive upper hand. He would have shot Cliffjumper in the scuffle.

But Cliffjumper was handier in a fight than expected or previously displayed, and the moment he was in the clear, his turret sent the assassin flying out the back of his trailer with a high scream, throwing up sparks as she hit the road behind them.

The doors closed and re-latched on their own.

::...Well then. Alright there?::

A latch opened in the ceiling, the turrent extending on out to take up defensive duty, with a tiny drone rolling out from under the shelter the turret previously provided, circling Cliffjumper protectively.

And he still wasn't sure if that swearing was for him for failing to keep his doors closed or not.