"Hm, that's a pity isn't it?" Tarn matches his tone, lips quirking into a small grin. He's not going anywhere. Especially now that he knows that he's unwanted.

Tarn isn't the type to let others intimidate him.

" I think I rather like it here." He turns to take a look around the small village, resting his hands on his hips-- fingers mere inches from the handle of his stunner