He's unresponsive to the warming expression behind the ex-Decepticon's mask. Tarn will need to line up his actions with his words before he gets anything more than begrudging tolerance.

But Tarn gets his order, at least, straw and all, after Megatron checks the state of the newly brewed engex he had plugged in. Nautica was still working out the formula and treatment.

He sits back after setting it next to a purple hand, keeping an eye on the entirety of the bar.