Looking up at Mirage, Cliffjumper looked away almost immediately, swallowing a curse. Why did the fragging mech have to look... well, like that? He hoped he hadn't been blushing, and if he had, that he'd turned away in time.

It was so much easier on the Ark, since aside from when he'd followed Mirage, or having to make up for interrupting the ceremony, it wasn't as if he ended up in Mirage's company a lot. Now, though...

"Uh-huh," Cliffjumper said, still drawn into a smirk despite feeling flustered. "You think whoever this..." a pause and embarrassingly enough he'd already forgotten the name, "whatever, y'think they'd actually risk continuing to be 'rude' now that they've gotten what they wanted?"

Cliffjumper just couldn't see what was rude in the way this has happened, despite Mirage's comments that it had been. Nobles were weird.