Mirage paused, giving Cliffjumper a long look.

"...You should largely be in the clear, but I can't promise you won't be invited - or asked - to assist in one or two minor ways."

The taller mech tried and failed to suppress a sigh, motioning them onward down the hall toward the hanger bay.

"Do try to read through the data I sent you again when you have a chance."

It was worded politely enough, but there was the steel of an order hidden under it.