"Not sure what that has to do with swimming, Blurr, and it ain't about trustin' ya!" scowling, Cliffjumper glared at the other mech, but he wouldn't actually go into what it actually was about.
He just had this issue about no ground under his feet, even if he could use his jetpack and stuff like that.
But, since they're here now and Blurr, at least, can control his own flight, Cliffjumper turns off his optics, because maybe that will help.
And, in a way it sort of does, because while he keeps wobbling in altitude, at least it's... somewhat stable.
He doesn't want to try and he doesn't want a tiara either!
He just had this issue about no ground under his feet, even if he could use his jetpack and stuff like that.
But, since they're here now and Blurr, at least, can control his own flight, Cliffjumper turns off his optics, because maybe that will help.
And, in a way it sort of does, because while he keeps wobbling in altitude, at least it's... somewhat stable.