Tarn stiffens at the accusation, optics snapping open to glare weakly as the mech standing in front of him. The mech who he would come to see as his leader, his idol, his reason for giving up hid very identity. All to better serve him.

"Don't ever question my loyalty, Megatron." he hisses, attempting to sit up on the berth, ignoring the ominous creak in his frame and re-opening a wound on his stomach. "Too many times in my life have I been betrayed and abandoned. I have found my home in the Decepticons and I am not about to see them travail into ruin because our leader has left us. We must not appear weak to the Autobots lest they use it to their advantage."