TF141 had completely failed at scaring her off.

They had been fully committed to intimidation, throwing every ounce of menace they had—but it didn’t work.

She stood there, arms crossed, watching their attempts crumble spectacularly.

She sighed, shaking her head. "Relax. You don’t have a problem."

Soap flinched aggressively, pointing wildly. "EXCUSE ME—WHAT?!"

Gaz threw his arms up, breaking down. "YOU JUST SAID YOU KNOW WHO WE ARE!"

Alejandro blinked rapidly, voice sharp. "HOW IS THAT NOT A PROBLEM?!"

She shrugged, completely unbothered. "Because I don’t plan on ratting you out."

Silence.

Soap collapsed instantly, gripping his chest. "I—WHAT IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW?!"

Gaz wheeze-laughed aggressively, gripping the bars. "SHE SAYS THAT LIKE IT’S A CASUAL TUESDAY!"

Alejandro sighed violently, shaking his head.

Ghost stared, fully short-circuiting.

Roach inhaled slowly, watching her like she had just rewritten reality itself.

Price exhaled sharply, rubbing his face aggressively.

And then—

She casually adjusted her stance, sighing. "I get it. You’re trying to scare me off because you have an enemy making threats."

Soap leaned forward aggressively, completely done. "HOW ARE YOU THIS PERCEPTIVE?!"

Gaz waved his arms around. "DID SHE JUST FIGURE OUT EVERYTHING?!"

Alejandro pointed wildly. "SHE JUST PULLED THE WHOLE STRATEGIC REASONING OUT OF THIN AIR!"

Roach sighed, shaking his head. "I don’t know how she does this."

Ghost folded his arms, eyes narrowing. "How are we supposed to handle this level of detection?"

And then—

She casually adjusted her stance, fully unbothered. "But I really could care less."

Soap dropped into a chair aggressively, staring at the ceiling. "Why do we even try?!"

Gaz hit the bars, wheeze-laughing violently.

Alejandro slammed his palm against the wall, shaking his head aggressively. "I CANNOT HANDLE THIS!"

Ghost inhaled deeply, fully re-evaluating life itself.

Then—

She casually glanced at them, completely unfazed, and added—

"Besides, I hunt brown bears for fun."

Silence.

Soap stopped breathing.

Gaz froze completely.

Alejandro blinked rapidly, failing to comprehend.

Ghost finally reacted, staring directly at her.

Roach muttered something under his breath, fully short-circuiting.

Price inhaled deeply, rubbing his face aggressively.

And then—

She finished with—

"You think men with guns scare me?"

Soap collapsed instantly, gripping his chest aggressively. "I—I NEED TO LIE DOWN."

Gaz wheeze-laughed, shaking his head violently. "SHE JUST ENDED US!"

Alejandro hit the wall, fully breaking down. "THIS IS INSANE—WHAT IS HAPPENING?!"

Ghost didn’t move.

Didn’t blink.

Didn’t speak.

Just stared at her, fully re-evaluating life itself.

And then—

She casually adjusted her stance, exhaled sharply, and added—

"Besides, I already know you’re TF141 and Co."

Silence.

Soap threw his hands up, already exhausted. "OH, COME ON—"

Gaz wheeze-laughed aggressively, gripping his shirt aggressively. "I AM ACTUALLY PHYSICALLY INJURED BY THIS CONVERSATION!"

Alejandro covered his face, sighing violently.

Rodolfo blinked rapidly, muttering something under his breath.

Ghost stared aggressively, processing his entire existence.

Farah folded her arms. "She figured that out on her own?"

Laswell raised an eyebrow. "I thought she wasn’t supposed to know that."

Alex sighed deeply, rubbing his temple. "We are actually terrible at undercover work."

Nikolai leaned against the wall, laughing outright.

Krueger grinned, shaking his head. "This might be the best disaster I’ve ever seen."

Nikto nodded slowly. "She completely dismantled you."

Price exhaled heavily, looking at all of them. "How did you all mess this up this badly?"

And somehow—

Somehow, this only made TF141 even more baffled about how they had failed this spectacularly.