Skywarp sighed - a long, loud and definitely rude burst of static before he actually did take a seat on the berth in the cell with all the relaxed familiarity as if it was a proper room or his own berth.

"Fine, fine, whatever you say, TC." Waving a hand in the air, Skywarp eyed Mirage narrowly but there wasn't actually any easily readable emotion. Just a stare before he sat back, stretched his spread legs out, and crossed his arms over his cockpit.

Basically taking up as much space as possible while doing as asked and not quite disturbing Mirage and Thundercracker's little goings-on.