::Which means it was either a lucky guess,:: and by Jazz's tone, he believed it was a lucky guess as much as he believed in sparkeaters and leprachauns, ::or we've got a little glitchmouse somewhere.::

Cliffjumper, on the other hand, was meeting First Aid's brightly stunned look with a roll of his optics... and made a rude gesture in Ratchet's direction when the CMO snorted.

"How do you manage, Cliffjumper?" First Aid asked with a slow shake of his helm, fingers gentle as he felt around the demolished hand.

"Had to give him some time to get loose," Cliffjumper said with a huff and a jerk of his helm at Mirage, this time definitely not looking directly at Mirage.