The more Rung talks the more angry Tarn becomes. His optics sharpen and his fingers tighten, denting the metal of Rung's shoulder.

This Autobot has some nerve to talk back to him.

"That may be so, but there is more than one way to be an obstacle to someone than simply standing in their way. You tell your Autobots friends that I will not stand for goading or nonsense on their part. I want to be left alone."

Tarn's voice lowers a fraction, constricting on Rung's spark, but not enough to do any real damage.

"Do you understand me?"