"Uhh..." Screwing his faceplates up in a frown as he thought, Cliffjumper tugged on the cloth. It was harder than it probably should be to think of specific things like that, but the war had required some rearranging and re-prioritizing in what was easily available in his memory banks.
"... The holiday stuff, I guess?" Rubbing the back of his helm (accidentally with the cloth), the minibot shrugged. "Only ever saw less than a handful by bein' present though. Might've caught some more on vidscrees..."
Then, optics narrowed not in suspicion or annoyance, but rather just honest confusion, he looked up at Mirage.
"Spark rituals, though?" That couldn't be what it sounded like, right?
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Date: 2013-12-18 01:10 am (UTC)"... The holiday stuff, I guess?" Rubbing the back of his helm (accidentally with the cloth), the minibot shrugged. "Only ever saw less than a handful by bein' present though. Might've caught some more on vidscrees..."
Then, optics narrowed not in suspicion or annoyance, but rather just honest confusion, he looked up at Mirage.
"Spark rituals, though?" That couldn't be what it sounded like, right?