Mirage, you wouldn't have wanted to hear Cliffjumper whine about having to be dragged through the elevator shafts. Really. Not that he wouldn't have been capable of being quiet and at least try to be patient if it was a question of life and death necessity, however.

"Huh? Uh, sure." Picking the panel up first, he handed it over as he chased down the bolts, briefly considering asking Mirage if he'd changed his mind about training.

Then, in a sudden resurgence of frustrated anger and since Ratchet had come up with a... somewhat reasonable stopgap measure for now, he decided that he wouldn't. Mirage would probably just say no again, and he didn't like getting angry at Mirage (again) at the moment.

"Here," was the only thing Cliffjumper said when he stood back up, holding up a hand with the bolts gathered.