Despite feeling uncomfortable, Cliffjumper snorted and rolled his optics.

"Yeah, sure, if the point's bein' all dramatic about it. I just need to move." To distract him from their very suspended position, to keep him from being too obvious looking at Mirage, from hopefully not saying anything incriminating.

A lot of things, really.

"They are?" Looking up from literally glaring at the blaster in his lap, Cliffjumper cocked his helm. "Huh. Didn't know that. That's good, I suppose." But it didn't do anything for the fact that there was still a lot of space between them and the bottom, even if they were - supposedly - safe in here, and he couldn't actually see it given the floor was in the way.

"... How do you know that?"

Was this a spec ops thing? Because why would a noble and a priest need to know that? Or even have the chance to know that?