Tarn gives Val the most disarming glance he can muster, softening his voice. Nothing to see here. Just good ol' uncle Tarn.

"Anything that you might manage would be a great contribution to Cybertronians as a whole."

He walks back to the entrance of the lab, kneeling to set Valeria back down on the ground.

"Do you have any sort of comm system set up for communication?"