Compressed or not, Soundwave's given enough information Cliffjumper didn't really find anything lacking with it and took what was given as what there was. Not that it made him any happier as he ended up hissing at the explanation, optics narrowing and one hand flexing restlessly.

He wouldn't, however, punch anything in the makeshift but rather well-equipped medbay. He did have that much self-control.

"Shows what he knows, trying to hack you." The tone is sharp and the grin more lopsided than not, but there's honest amusement... and attempt at humour here.

"Better be." Cliffjumper frowns then, shaking his helm. "... Who?" The nickname, or shortened name, doesn't ring any bells or make any alarms go off, so he's mostly confused... and a bit suspicious, though if he had the whole designation, perhaps that'd settle.

Maybe.