Yeah, yeah, whatever. [He huffs, but he can't deny it, now can he? So Cliffjumper just grumbles, stepping back just enough with a surprised flicker of his optics as Starscream slides off the chair.]
Didn't have to do that, ya know. I ain't some fraggin' protoform. [Even if he's flustered. Cliffjumper mutters even as he leans forward, optics brightening as he pauses just this close of kissing distance...
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Didn't have to do that, ya know. I ain't some fraggin' protoform. [Even if he's flustered. Cliffjumper mutters even as he leans forward, optics brightening as he pauses just this close of kissing distance...
And then, with a scowl, leans the last shade in.]