Mirage stepped inside after Cliffjumper, the door sealing behind him for privacy. The room was small, only able to host six hauler-class mechs at the table at maximum. Mirage choose a seat across from the minibot; at least he was still able to keep his feet on the ground, after the chair had adjusted for him.

"So. What sort of questions did you have, Cliffjumper?"

Casually, he folded his hands in front of him on the table.