"Then you shouldn't be pacing in an elevator in the first place. Much too small for that sort of thing."

Mirage snorted at the mental image Cliffjumper provided, shaking his head. He carefully ignored the reaction to him taking a seat on the floor - he wasn't so stuffy that he wouldn't sit when there were not other options, after all!

"Unusual result, for them," Mirage eventually commented with a shrug. He had only a brief internal debate on what to tell Cliffjumper; it wasn't like his status as a spy didn't make him an obvious target, after all.

"But no. The effort is not unexpected." But it was more than usual. Which had Mirage frowning with worry. The Cons were stepping up their efforts to catch him.