Tarn knows that expression. He's seen it many times on many mechs. Terror is unmistakable regardless of species.

Huffing a quiet laugh, Tarn ducks his head coyly

"Not particularly, no."

His hand in Sonia's capture was really nothing more than a means to an end. He needs to earn the Cetagandan's trust if he has any hope of striking a meaningful blow. He remains quiet regarding that topic; more than aware of the hovering presence of the guards on his peripheral.

"And I don't care. It's not my business. As an 'exotic' I have very little investment in the happenings on this planet."