"Do you truly believe that these humans you like so much would harm us if I were to say something?" Now Tarn thinks that is interesting. Tarn at least has the courtesy to act surprised. "Why would you ever wish to associate with them if that were the case?"

Sighing, Tarn prepares to play on Ratchet's hatred of him. A bit of self deprecation for the good of the cause never hurt anyone

"What I want is simple, really. I want protection. You know far more about humans than I do. I'm bound to make some sort of error in conversation due to sheer ignorance of the body that I'm inhabiting. We both know it."

Tarn cocks his head, hair bouncing over the fur trim of his jacket.

"And if I go down you had better bet that I'm taking you with me."