[ unfortunately, surge has severe trust issues, everyone in this world is probably out to get her. it's not the world that she knows, a place where she learned she had something if small, going for her.

now to appear like someone who needs help to make amends with someone? no, she wants to beat that guy to a pulp or die trying.

that's enough to cause the tenrec to turn around, her brows furrowed with an angry glint in her eyes. ]

No. That's not what I asked. If you can't bring him to me, then don't go runnin' ya mouth about this either. [ a good word isn't what she needs, she doesn't want others speaking for her because it's already living this life when she shouldn't exist to begin with.

surge rolls her eyes, her teal gaze looking to the camera, then to who's holding the device back to the person she's speaking with. suspicious, the girl remains quiet for a moment before leaning forward with her hands on her hips. ]

Why are you wantin' to help us? Tryna be a "friend" or is there somethin' that you want?