Tarn's nonchalance as he enters the room does nothing to quell the thunder in his step, or the barely contained violence in his frame. The fact that Tarn was standing virtually untouched in comparison to the wretched mess First Aid had been on the operating table brings a (perhaps familiar) tensed coil to him that threatened to kill him on the spot should he say the wrong thing.

"You think that what you've done can be waved away with an apology?"