The medic's screams are like music. Tarn looks down at Ratchet, smirk reaching his optics and blazing behind his mask.

"Ratchet, Honestly, I'm surprised at you. "He leans over and grabs hand saw from one of the cabinets that he was just rifling through. "This is an interrogation! And I am the Commander of the Decepticon Justice Division. Do you think I would back down so quickly?" He kneels on Ratchet's injured leg, effectively pinning him, before looking him dead in the eyes.

"Now. You have one last chance. Tell me where the t-cog is." He lowers the saw to Ratchet's upper thigh, pressing down firmly.