Tarn glares fiercely as Jasper, leaning in closely.

"Let me rephrase that for you to better understand. My job is to rid the universe of bigoted ingrates like you once and for all. Creating a mechanical utopia for my fellow Decepticons without a smear of whatever race you happen to be. I'm revolting against you." Tarn prods Jasper in the middle of the chest with one of his absurdly pointy fingers.