Eyeing the mech out of the edge of his vision, he tried once again to grasp why he'd thought this was a good idea. Beside the fact that the large, warm frame that hovered above him was warming the circuits around his spark chamber; minibots usually were at the least as amenable towards someone taller than they were as they were to someone of a similar size or smaller since otherwise the pool of available... companions would be comparatively small.
Cliffjumper? Was one of those that wasn't just amenable towards anyone taller, didn't simply just prefer it, but rather also found that difference in itself... attractive. Which had just compounded his distrust of this whole general situation, despite the fact that he knew... logically... that he could trust Optimus.
But it had been one thing to trust a bodyguard, another thing entirely to trust a mech with that much power... And, in true (contrary) Cliffjumper fashion, he'd decided to attempt to fix that by basically setting up a situation where Optimus had even more power than usual, in an attempt to convince himself that yes, he could trust the Prime.
"Wh--err. I--uh. Dunno." Sputtering at the question, the arm not gripping onto one of Optimus' wrists flailed, fist clanging against an arm more out of embarrassment than any aggressive wish to get away as he was slid upwards, and he automatically tilted his helm to alow more of that contact, twitching slightly and trying to ignore the slightly louder humming of his engine.
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Date: 2012-04-19 03:21 pm (UTC)Cliffjumper? Was one of those that wasn't just amenable towards anyone taller, didn't simply just prefer it, but rather also found that difference in itself... attractive. Which had just compounded his distrust of this whole general situation, despite the fact that he knew... logically... that he could trust Optimus.
But it had been one thing to trust a bodyguard, another thing entirely to trust a mech with that much power... And, in true (contrary) Cliffjumper fashion, he'd decided to attempt to fix that by basically setting up a situation where Optimus had even more power than usual, in an attempt to convince himself that yes, he could trust the Prime.
"Wh--err. I--uh. Dunno." Sputtering at the question, the arm not gripping onto one of Optimus' wrists flailed, fist clanging against an arm more out of embarrassment than any aggressive wish to get away as he was slid upwards, and he automatically tilted his helm to alow more of that contact, twitching slightly and trying to ignore the slightly louder humming of his engine.