Scowling at the wall beyond the altar, Cliffjumper squinted his optics nearly shut as he at least tried to do what Mirage was saying to do. Thing was, while he certainly could pick up on all those things, that was as far as he could get.
And then Cliffjumper realised he hadn't ever paid enough attention to actually feel/hear his own spark before. Not in the way Mirage walking him through this actually helped him do, and it was distracting.
Slowing it?
It was all he could do to just catch it, a slightly static whisper that was too soft for a crackle and didn't really have weight, but still washed through regularly...
Cliffjumper didn't have a clue of it, but his somewhat scrunched and annoyed expression probably looked pretty funny from the outside as he tried to follow Mirage's suggestions and didn't really relax... but he wasn't really squirming around either, incredulously distracted as he was.
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Scowling at the wall beyond the altar, Cliffjumper squinted his optics nearly shut as he at least tried to do what Mirage was saying to do. Thing was, while he certainly could pick up on all those things, that was as far as he could get.
And then Cliffjumper realised he hadn't ever paid enough attention to actually feel/hear his own spark before. Not in the way Mirage walking him through this actually helped him do, and it was distracting.
Slowing it?
It was all he could do to just catch it, a slightly static whisper that was too soft for a crackle and didn't really have weight, but still washed through regularly...
Cliffjumper didn't have a clue of it, but his somewhat scrunched and annoyed expression probably looked pretty funny from the outside as he tried to follow Mirage's suggestions and didn't really relax... but he wasn't really squirming around either, incredulously distracted as he was.