"Otherwise I'd be worried," Cliffjumper said with a grin, ducking away from Ratchet to avoid any retaliation, even if the medic was already turning away himself.

Crossing the floor quickly, Cliffjumper got up on the berth with a huff, shifting in his seat when he'd settled down.

"Yeah, sounds good. At least that's somethin' while I work out the rest." If it could be worked out, but at least there was something tangible that would be done to act as a... safeguard, for lack of better word.