Honestly, considering what Optimus was doing Cliffjumper was really rather relieved he was still tied down (and braced in a corner), but certainly happy when the straps finally retreated and he could stand up.

Glancing upwards and snorting, Cliffjumper had to bite his lower lip to keep from snickering or throw a grimace at Optimus' hidden grin as he took the offered hand having to grip at the palm and around the base of the thumb to actually get a good enough grip.

"Yeah, thanks," he said dryly, looking back into the trailer with a frown as he was helped out. "What about, uh... the drone? It was kinda flyin' around in there a lot."