"When it doesn't make sense, yeah, I do," Cliffjumper said with a grin, optics still offline. Completely unrepentant about it, too. He shifted where he hung in the air and used his by-now familiar stubbornness not to dangle or kick his feet in search of something to put them down on.

Not that Blurr would be able to tell that from any normal shifting, but he knew what it was about.

"Eh, I guess..." frowning, he concentrated on the next vent out. Tried for several more vents, until a klik had passed, but... nothing really happened. Not even a jerky motion in any direction.

Cliffjumper scowled.

"Think I'm gonna need to use somethin' else."