"Hey---" Scowling, Cliffjumper scuttled aside if only not to have to be pushed aside when Mirage just barreled inside. Cliffjumper smothered the urge to throw one of his datapads at him, but if he did that, who knew if they'd be okay since he'd already tossed them once.

He didn't actually have a single thought of forcing the door closed - partly because he was too distracted and surprised, partly because... well, he wouldn't do that unless he was actually really angry.

Which he wasn't.

So with Mirage out of the doorway and Cliffjumper having hopped aside from the same, the door slid closed.

"Couldn't this have waited until tomorrow, slag it?" Cliffjumper was aware he sounded plaintive - almost but not quite whining. It wasn't hard to guess, now that he'd had half a moment to think about it, what Mirage wanted to talk about.

Well, not that he knew exactly what it was about, but it obviously had to be about going to Paradron.

As a couple.

He almost blushed again, especially when he looked back from throwing a frowning glance at the door as if it'd somehow fix everything, and looked up at Mirage.

Who was in his room.

... Why the frag did Mirage have to come talk to him here!?