[Tarn lets out a short grunt as Megatron's knee is smashed into his face. The mask absorbs most of the blow, but he can feel a thin stream of energon leaking from his nose.]

Poisoned? Oh no, [Tarn looks up at Megatron with gleaming optics] I've done nothing but improve myself.

[His fingers have released Megatron's throat and instead focus on tearing at the armor covering Megatron's thigh, digging cruelly pointed clawtips into seams.]

The Megatron that I knew would have applauded me for such resourcefulness