Of course, in the greater course of things, the femme hacker was a greater threat at the moment than Ratbat was. Cliffjumper was reminded of this fact when she came over the the berth and stared narrowly at him, before - ignoring the loud protests and swearing - she easily got the drop on him and engaged some magnetic locks that he had completely missed.

"Slaggin'-- Get off!" Cliffjumper fairly howled as she held him down and activated the locks after pulling his arms behind him.

Those sort of restraints weren't meant to hold long; they couldn't as they were too small to hold enough energy, even if the plating itself helped keep the locks effective for a slightly longer time.

"Now, stop kicking. This'll just make things easier on me." Despite that, however, she left the minibot on the berth, just grinning slightly at the too-bright widened optics, and wandered over to where Optimus lay, the guard once again above him.

"And as for you. I can toss in a freebee for you when I get to work; would you like to keep your memories or not?"