"I don't understand what everyone's so surly for," Canada grumbled, inaccurately. "I [i]succeeded[/i]. I got the fleet key. I almost took down a High God. Working alone seems to have been working out for me. In fact, it's working together that -" she bit her lip in frustration as #MAT took [i]another[/i] loud sip, "- seems to be the biggest thing slowing me down right now."

This is not a fair assessment. Her heart carries the turbulence of a meteor, and her emotions are far more complicated than this endorsement of mighty howling timber wolf ideology indicates. But she's been sitting in what she suspects is a time out corner being haranged by an irritating jerk all day with nothing to do but get ever more defensive.

[Marking Insecure]