No, Mantis sent simply, giving a delicate shrug as his gaze slid from Skyfire to the bedroom door. He knew, even if Skyfire didn't, that Starscream was talking himself into trusting that he and his bond-mate weren't being led straight into a trap. --That was all right; Mantis didn't blame him for being paranoid. Paranoid had kept him alive, after all.
At last, the other man exited, and shot his lover a winning smirk, dressed in the clothing he'd arrived in (the only things he could actually claim to own) and with his damp hair loose around his face. "You can't rush perfection, Skyfire," he teased, patting the other man on the cheek as he breezed by. "Now--- let's get going, shall we? I left Mikaela a note on her bed."
Mantis, only too happy to comply, moved out, waiting until the other two were also outside before closing and locking the door again with his mind.
"Hyperion this way," he stated mildly, and made his way down the steps and across the street.