Outside where?

[ Muffled rustling and grumbling can be heard through her communicator. ]

Actually- forget it! Meet me near the stupid training grounds or whatever. Bring something sharp in case you make me want to kill you.

[ And then she hangs up.

Zero is barefoot, disheveled in that way people are when they've been awoken mid-slumber. Her hair is tangled and her eyes are tired but a clear spark of annoyance burns in them. ]

What the hell is your problem, anyway?

[ No explanation, just that question. ]