"In a bath?" Almost literally creeping closer slowly, frown heavy as he squinted around them, the wariness was probably extremely easy to pick up on. Cliffjumper also didn't want to get closer, because even with the steam partly obscuring easy vision in a standard visual range, it was all too easy to catch sight of Mirage anyway.
Mirage and his long and lean lines, the planes of his armour highlighted by condensation in the heat... Looking away from Mirage again, Cliffjumper shifted on his feet and finally got up in front of Mirage, though almost a full length of his own frame apart.
Nevermind what they were doing here, Cliffjumper just didn't want to be here. Not with Mirage, and the sort of intimacy a bath implied. It set his teeth and field on edge with embarrassment.
"How the slag am I gonna do anything in a bath?"
Unbidden, there were a few thoughts that popped up into his helm and he managed to banish them fast enough there were no reaction to them other than a tiny flare of his optics, which was probably lost in the softened light from the steam.
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Mirage and his long and lean lines, the planes of his armour highlighted by condensation in the heat... Looking away from Mirage again, Cliffjumper shifted on his feet and finally got up in front of Mirage, though almost a full length of his own frame apart.
Nevermind what they were doing here, Cliffjumper just didn't want to be here. Not with Mirage, and the sort of intimacy a bath implied. It set his teeth and field on edge with embarrassment.
"How the slag am I gonna do anything in a bath?"
Unbidden, there were a few thoughts that popped up into his helm and he managed to banish them fast enough there were no reaction to them other than a tiny flare of his optics, which was probably lost in the softened light from the steam.