"... Good." Peering up at Optimus, Cliffjumper finally decided to take the mech at his word and nodded, settling back properly on his feet again and scrunched up his nasal ridge.

"Yeah. I mean, you can at least counter that, but somethin' that affects your spark? That's like..." He shivered slightly and shifted his shoulders. "What the frag are ya supposed to do 'bout that?" He waved a hand around.

"At least you could make him shut up and stop it."