By the end of it, Cliffjumper was confused - a little more relaxed, having dropped his arms from their tight fold against his chestplates and loosened his stance a little, but confused, because that didn't explain anything.

Mirage was sort of pretty like that thou---

"What?!" The previous tension sprang right back as Cliffjumper took half a step back, hands up. "I don't know a single slaggin' thing 'bout... stuff like that and ya want me helping?" Even if he didn't know what Mirage meant by that he should "assist", Cliffjumper couldn't see how it would be clever to have someone who didn't know anything help.