The push of the cube against his side almost distracted him, because energon, but he was sure he'd heard something, so instead he pushed it away, optics narrowing.

"Shhhhh! I can fraggin' get... uh, get some later. There's somebody---" Waving his gun towards the opening, enough to start to unravel their "cosy" parachute-blanket cover, Cliffjumper stumbled determinedly to his feet.