"I hardly have a problem with the dark, as you should imagine," he chuckled, golden optics brightening briefly.

"And if you know what you're doing, of course there is."

Mirage grinned, glancing up toward the roof of the elevator.

"I could probably do it right now, but it would involve breaking a number of locks, wires, and sending Red Alert into conniptions when he finds out I've been up there, so..."