Smokescreen misses the falter in the other's grin, too caught up in just losing himself in the moment to be as quick on the uptake as he usually might be.

His engine rumbles softly in response to the other's question and he bumps his head against Sideswipe's, nuzzling just a bit.

"I think I will, handsome," he purred in response, hands smoothing down the others sides as his doorwings quivered.