Unable to entirely hide the wince that Cliffjumper's jangling field drove out of him, Mirage swung his legs over the side of the lounge, standing and striding over to him.

"What? No, don't be silly!" Mirage scoffed, waving a hand in the direction of Cliffjumper's shiny frame.

"You look quite fine. Perfect, really - for our upcoming tour. You'll fit in quite nicely, if I do say so myself."