The minibot jerked when he recieved the comm, and while his hand paused in it's slow inch towards the subspace pocket, trembling just faintly, Cliffjumper fisted it after a klik and then slammed it down on the surface of the berth.
::But---! He touched---:: The words were laced with a hiss as Cliffjumper sat up against the wall, staring narrowly at the door... or rather, just off to the side of the door.
It wasn't as if he hadn't seen a lot of things. The Towers wasn't exactly a place for full-blown innocense, but that didn't mean Mirage hadn't managed to keep his protége somewhat sheltered and secure in that no one would touch if he didn't want to.
It wasn't something he'd had to think about at all.
::... what's the plan?:: Anything was better to think of than what had just happened, and what that might grow into if they were here for too much longer.
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::But---! He touched---:: The words were laced with a hiss as Cliffjumper sat up against the wall, staring narrowly at the door... or rather, just off to the side of the door.
It wasn't as if he hadn't seen a lot of things. The Towers wasn't exactly a place for full-blown innocense, but that didn't mean Mirage hadn't managed to keep his protége somewhat sheltered and secure in that no one would touch if he didn't want to.
It wasn't something he'd had to think about at all.
::... what's the plan?:: Anything was better to think of than what had just happened, and what that might grow into if they were here for too much longer.