To Tarn's credit, he doesn't flinch away as Megatron steps forward.

"You're right." He bites out, "You may have my apologies for that and nothing more."

He uncurls himself, exposing delicate stomach plating as he pulls himself up the wall to face Megatron head on. His knees wobble a bit uneasily, but hold.

"I suppose you have a punishment in mind."