[That too, admittedly!]

Uh, yeah. [Cliffjumper sort of mutters it, having realised what he just said, and drags a hand down his faceplates, optics bright.] Nevermind that.

[Rooms. Easier to concentrate on! He shakes his helm and gestures to the doorway out of the altarroom.]

Well, uh. No one's gonna stop ya from choosin' whatever room you want, really. Ain't no rules or anythin' like that. If you want, I can show you where mine is and you can decide from there.

There's a balcony kinda closeby, so ya can leave that way too.

[He uses that balcony as an exit/entrance with his jetpack.]