"Hm?" Tarn asks, angling his head slightly to look back at the seeker with a handful of his kibble. Completely comfortable with letting Dirge hold onto him, he turns to the bleeding geardeer carcass at their feet.

"Pardon the sight but the Pet's a messy eater," he says, casually watching the creature tear into the other animal, pulling off layers of metal with its mismatched jaws. "Normally not this messy though. You'd think with the ability to drink energon again it would be less wasteful but look at all this runoff." He toes the growing puddle of energon bleeding from the deer. "It must be looking for a treat."

Looking back at Dirge, Tarn asks, voice completely casual, "This whets your appetite?"