Grimacing at that, Cliffjumper wasn't sure he agreed. Had they been stuck more or less anywhere else, he would have. Really. He could be patient and he did have some things to occupy his hands with.

At present, hanging over a nothing (or a 'something' that was very far below them) even if the brakes on the elevator were keeping them securely still, Cliffjumper did not feel patient.

"Dunno, could make 'em repair it," Cliffjumper muttered and fingered his blaster, starting to feel frustrated as well as displeased. He shouldn't have asked how long it was until repairs were finished, though Mirage might just have done it at some point anyway.

Right now it felt like his plating was flush with static electricity.