"I feel the same way," Mirage laughed softly, before approaching Optimus for a proper departure.

Standing near the ambassador, Optimus returned the gesture, strong field kept carefully modulated.

"It was our pleasure. We hope your time with the our High Priest proves as equally productive." He turned toward Mirage, reaching out and clasping the offered hand in a far more informal farewell; Mirage didn't bother with keeping his chiding glance for more than a second.

"Have a good journey, my friend. I wish you well during your stay."

The quick databurst between them went unnoticed, and Mirage nodded more formally.

"Thank you. I hope things go well in our absence."

Namely, the espionage jobs now left solely to Jazz and Bumblebee without him.