Every word out of Tarn's mouth makes Megatron's tanks churn. This blind loyalty, the thoughtless adherence to a doctrine that evolved to excuse his own mistakes – everything he worked so hard to instil in his soldiers. It isn't really Tarn he's disgusted with.

He stares down at him, down the length of that cannon, his functional optic burning with more than just anger.

"I wonder if you'd really do it."