Maybe it was dumb, but as soon as Mirage's optics met his and the grin registered, Cliffjumper suddenly felt embarrassed and ducked his helm, scowling out through the viewport instead.

It would probably help their cover, but it was annoying how easily he got flustered by Mirage, sometimes...

"From here, it looks quite unique, yes," the ambassador said, sounding a little proud, "but it's far more lovely on the ground, of course, even if can't quite match the full splendor of Cybertron."

Cliffjumper cocked his helm and almost snorted quietly at that, cynically wondering if she was trying to suck up or if it was just the sort of admiration one would have for a long-lost home and the fact that Cybertron was metal from core to surface, uniquely suitable and made for them.