"Not really, no."

Mirage gave the hallway one last glance as the doors slid home; the room he only gave a perfunctory glance, to assure himself that no one else was inside. Curiosity could be sated later.

Staring down at Cliffjumper's glaring, flustered face for a long moment, Mirage suppressed a sigh and began.

"...So. I hear that Jazz has fully briefed you on the...situation?"