"I don't need to be in the room to be at hand far quicker after it's over, than I am when I'm on the opposite end of the ship and completely unaware what you're engaging in." Ratchet turned his helm to give Mirage a sharp look and a raised upper ridge himself, thoughroughly unimpressed.
Cliffjumper didn't even see Mirage's brief glance, staring narrowly at the wall that had the small altar and unconciously poking at the dent in his chestplating.
::Uh... I just---:: Biting his lower lip, Cliffjumper frowned very hard at the altar, following the lines and subtle engravings on its surface. He wasn't good at this.
It wasn't even just not liking being wrong and having to apologise and feeling uncomfortable with it, he just wasn't good at it.
::... Was plannin' on doing this before, um. This.:: This wasn't going very well. His gaze flickered away from the altar, to Mirage, and then back.
::... Sorry. 'Bout the whole... accusin' ya thing on the mountain.:: He wasn't going to slump back against the wall. He was going to stare some more at the altar.
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Cliffjumper didn't even see Mirage's brief glance, staring narrowly at the wall that had the small altar and unconciously poking at the dent in his chestplating.
::Uh... I just---:: Biting his lower lip, Cliffjumper frowned very hard at the altar, following the lines and subtle engravings on its surface. He wasn't good at this.
It wasn't even just not liking being wrong and having to apologise and feeling uncomfortable with it, he just wasn't good at it.
::... Was plannin' on doing this before, um. This.:: This wasn't going very well. His gaze flickered away from the altar, to Mirage, and then back.
::... Sorry. 'Bout the whole... accusin' ya thing on the mountain.:: He wasn't going to slump back against the wall. He was going to stare some more at the altar.