"Mhmm no," Mirage shrugged again as he stood up, heading toward the door. Palm on the exit pad, he turned long enough to flash Cliffjumper with a dimmed optic in a teasing wink.

"If we're supposedly 'involved', I imagine it doesn't matter if I am seen slipping out of here at all hours, now does it? I'll see you again for the launch - don't forget to memorize that data pad, and upcoming datapacket! I should have that ready for you by morning."

Chuckling, he stepped out into the hall, door whooshing shut behind him.