Squirming in his seat, Cliffjumper huffed. That was, weirdly, more reassuring than it had any right to be.
"If you say so," Cliffjumper muttered, still not quite able to believe Mirage was right about it, or that it'd help. On the other hand, some of the things he was bothered by could (probably) not touch him here, either literally or metaphorically.
They were quite deep inside the Ark and the mountain both, so even if any Decepticons attacked - even if there was a spy or traitor - they'd have to go quite far to get here. And Mirage was safe.
Well, in some ways. In other ways the mech was basically a live bomb, and that thought had Cliffjumper glancing sideways at Mirage and then straight forward again, frowning.
Okay, so besides that... well, yeah. Maybe none of those things mattered right now.
But establishing that and ignoring thoughts of Mirage only made him all the more aware of other things. Like his frame and all the little workings and how was he supposed to relax with that?
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Date: 2014-11-04 07:19 pm (UTC)"If you say so," Cliffjumper muttered, still not quite able to believe Mirage was right about it, or that it'd help. On the other hand, some of the things he was bothered by could (probably) not touch him here, either literally or metaphorically.
They were quite deep inside the Ark and the mountain both, so even if any Decepticons attacked - even if there was a spy or traitor - they'd have to go quite far to get here. And Mirage was safe.
Well, in some ways. In other ways the mech was basically a live bomb, and that thought had Cliffjumper glancing sideways at Mirage and then straight forward again, frowning.
Okay, so besides that... well, yeah. Maybe none of those things mattered right now.
But establishing that and ignoring thoughts of Mirage only made him all the more aware of other things. Like his frame and all the little workings and how was he supposed to relax with that?