"I ain't any cuter now than I was when I got here, which fraggin' means "not at all!" Cliffjumper snapped with a snort, optics narrowing - not that he wasn't somewhat amused, but he still wasn't cute, so there!

"And no, I didn't. Just don't got any extra armour there, so my joints get the impact," Cliffjumper said with a shake of his helm and a grimace as he gave his aft a last rub - the sensor nodes were resetting themselves, leaving a numbingly tickling sort of static.

"Yeah, I guess we could... train only, Blurr! and at least I won't necessarily make a slaggin' embarrassment of myself if we do." He'd seen that glint i Blurr's optics, and Blurr better stop before he... well. Did something, slag it all.