"Right," Cliffjumper muttered and indulged in scrubbing a hand over his faceplates, "way too complicated, like it fraggin' ain't already." He couldn't quite stop the nearly explosive static sigh that escaped him.

So it was what it was, and Cliffjumper wasn't petty enough to demand to make things more complicated on Mirage just to make it (maybe) easier for himself. Mirage would be carrying most of the weight anyway.

And Cliffjumper, while he might have been difficult if he actually hated Mirage - not 'just' disliked him - wasn't about to go that far here and now. Especially as he didn't actually even dislike the noble.

"So we just gotta hope it goes well, then..." Cliffjumper said while he glowered at the floor, wishing the Ark was larger... despite that it was plenty large enough as it was, really.