::Fine.:: Grimacing over the energon, the expression thus half obscured by the bowl, Cliffjumper let out a huff from his vents and dropped his stare from Mirage's faceplates.

He couldn't keep it up for too long anyway, and he'd just come to a decision... Which might not be what Mirage might intend for him to, but if he was here he was here, right? So, optics flickering out, Cliffjumper determindedly and quickly downed the whole bowl in as quick a sweep as he could manage.

Shaking his helm and supressing a shudder as he lowered the bowl, he hoped he wouldn't regret that.