"I don't doubt it," and really, he didn't. Mirage and Cliffjumper were both in possession of strong personalities, like many others on the ship, and putting them together when one added differences in opinion, prejudices and a dash of class difference, regardless of the fact that it'd been millions of years since that had mattered in any greater way?

Well, bickering was the least of it that could happen.

"Hopefully not too much so ya can do your job, too. And you're as good a choice as any of the other ones we might have suggested, considerin' you're probably knowledgeable of things by upbringing that others had to learn from trainin'," Jazz said with a shrug and a wave of his hand, dismissing any possible concerns anyone might have (present or not) over Mirage's suitability.