Snorting at the agreement, Cliffjumper nodded and looked at the floor. He caught Mirage's movement out of the edge of his vision and smothered a smirk, more sympathetic than he'd be if it had been, say, Sunstreaker or Tracks, but mostly amused.
Vain mechs.
"Promise you're still pretty, ya know---" The words disappeared into the flat silence of a vocaliser yanked into neutral.
WHAT THE FRAG DID HE JUST SAY?
Oh, he'd meant it to be teasing, just light ribbing that would mean absolutely nothing, but Cliffjumper had no idea if that was how it'd come across, especially as he... did mean it sincerely and he wasn't a good liar.
Gritting his teeth, he stared at the floor, hoped the dim light hadn't revealed the flickering flare of his optics too much and that Mirage hadn't picked up on the probably not-so-hidden sincerity, or if he had that he'd disregard it.
Miss it because it was too there, because it was too improbable.
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Vain mechs.
"Promise you're still pretty, ya know---" The words disappeared into the flat silence of a vocaliser yanked into neutral.
WHAT THE FRAG DID HE JUST SAY?
Oh, he'd meant it to be teasing, just light ribbing that would mean absolutely nothing, but Cliffjumper had no idea if that was how it'd come across, especially as he... did mean it sincerely and he wasn't a good liar.
Gritting his teeth, he stared at the floor, hoped the dim light hadn't revealed the flickering flare of his optics too much and that Mirage hadn't picked up on the probably not-so-hidden sincerity, or if he had that he'd disregard it.
Miss it because it was too there, because it was too improbable.
Since that's what it was, right.