[He listens as Ratchet answers, slowing down and eventually coming to a stop as he continues. Megatron is quiet and attentive, as he always is, but there is a soft, compassionate glint in his eye as he fully absorbs what Ratchet said. The old medic was always such a strong pillar to lean on, it was comforting to pick his brain for wisdom.]

...Thank you. Whatever help Tarn needs is well beyond what I can provide him.

[He continues walking. He may not feel entirely comfortable with what he did, but he is glad they could talk about it. He looks at the ground ahead of him.]

Personally, I think you make a stellar debater when you want to be.