Rolling his eyes, Tarn looks away from the whole proceeding. He seems rather bored; in all honesty he could care less about the affairs if this world unless he thinks that it can aid him in his goals.

“Barrayarans are a strange looking bunch, yourself included. What’s this business that you have going? “ He gestures to his own upper lip in reference to Byerly’s mustache “Not a good look.”

Turning to ghem-Yulang, Tarn crosses his arms looking unimpressed.

“Princess Sonia, What do you think will come of this whole ordeal? Have your Cetagandan captors been wasting their time? Have I been wasting mine?"