When they were actually wrapped up, Mirage around him and the parachute around them both, Cliffjumper slumped a little - even this small difference made a lot of difference.

Enough of one that he noticed how very cold he was and how cold it still was, even if their now closed-off 'area' helped somewhat. It made him want to curl up more, both into himself and up against Mirage.

Grimacing at that though and pushing away the eager little flustered flutter at that thought, Cliffjumper huffed and curled up, pulling his legs up against himself and his arms on top of his knees.

Why couldn't he just dislike the stupid, frustrating mech? That would be far more simple.