Uzi: smirking, raising her middle finger "Yeah, you. Sitting there all quiet like you’ve got something to say. What’s the matter? Scared to speak up?"

Y/N: "Not scared. Just trying to figure out what you want."

Uzi: "Want? I want you to stop pretending you’re in control. This game? It’s mine. You’re just a spectator—if you’re lucky."

Y/N: "Is that a challenge?"

Uzi: leans in closer, eyes glowing purple behind the visor "Challenge? Please. I’m not here to play by your rules. I make the rules. You either keep up or get left behind."

Y/N: "And if I don’t?"

Uzi: laughs, flipping the finger again "Then you’re just another loser who couldn’t handle the heat. But hey, maybe you’ll surprise me. Maybe you’ve got what it takes."

Y/N: "Maybe I do. Or maybe I’m just here to watch you fall."

Uzi: grinning wider "Falling? That’s cute. Just remember—when you’re down, don’t come crying to me. I’m the one who owns this game."