::Fine.:: Cliffjumper resisted the urge to grimace and shake his head, though it was even harder when Mirage had to bow to Thundercracker - even if the Seeker made a shallow bow back, unable to hide his sour expression as he did so.

And Cliffjumper really hoped he wasn't blushing just from holding fragging hands with Mirage - that wasn't just embarrassing, it was pathetic, and... might get people suspicious.

He probably wasn't, but he worried that he was.

And what was worse was that the evening wasn't, of course, over. The huge hall they stepped into after leaving the temple made Cliffjumper want to groan in frustration. Some sort of more-or-less formal dinner.

::How long do ya think before this is over?:: Cliffjumper hissed as he glanced around, once again feeling very much out of place in these extravagant surroundings.