"I don't know what half the things in there do," he muttered, then froze for a moment between one step and the next at the noise that slid out of Mirage and he had full control of his EM field and it did not just jangle out all over the place.

Why had he thought this was a good idea? Nevermind that there was some tiny part of him that was very pleased at what sounded like a positive reaction from Mirage.

He hoped, anyway.

"This was a rustin' dumb idea," Cliffjumper said with a hiss, ducking his helm even if Mirage couldn't see his blush-bright (from embarrassment) optics.