Perhaps when he isn't so focused on survival, he'll manage to grasp those few important bits of data.

For now, he'll just make do with snark and snuggles. He gave the arm he was clinging to a stiff, jerky pat when Ciffjumper twitched.

"Easy. It isn't going to do us any good to freeze while sitting on top of full fuel tanks. and I have some field r-rations to keep us going for a b-bit longer if need be."

Squeezing around the curled up minibot, Mirage sighed against red plating as some of the heat from the powerful little engine began soaking into his chestplates.