"Thank you," Mirage said as sincerely as he could manage.

Grabbing what he could of the parachute, Mirage worked it around the frames, attempting to cocoon them both in. The tear didn't help things, nor did the stiffness in his limbs, but with some careful tucking and folding, he managed something passable.

He was very carefully ignoring the fact that he was pressed up against another mech who had any number of issues with him - the warmth was too tempting, and he unashamedly took advantage of it.