[ Because she ain't Drippy. It's hard working with someone you hardly know -- even more so probably for Surge, since she's repeatedly stated her dislike for Amy. Even still, she doesn't complain, she simply nods at Surge's words and sets to work, leaving the turtles in the tenrec's... probably capable hands.
She pulls the drawers out of any desks she can find and quickly rifles through them; there's dubloons; which is great, because they can definitely both use the money. There's also some of that gross fuck potion Surge had mentioned earlier; while she's dumping the cold hard cash into whatever she can find, she's being FAR. Far. more careful with the fuck potions, thanks. They can't sell those but also, they can probably turn them in and get some kinda reward for them. They can at least make sure the horny bad guys can't get them, so, that's a win in of itself.
The turtles watch Surge with their adorable beady eyes, their little flippers flailing about in distress. There's a lever on the wall that will lower them, but Surge will have to be careful not to let them get too far down, lest they fall through that door and end up right in a fiery pit of sadness that just so happens to be boiling just underneath them... ]
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[ Because she ain't Drippy. It's hard working with someone you hardly know -- even more so probably for Surge, since she's repeatedly stated her dislike for Amy. Even still, she doesn't complain, she simply nods at Surge's words and sets to work, leaving the turtles in the tenrec's... probably capable hands.
She pulls the drawers out of any desks she can find and quickly rifles through them; there's dubloons; which is great, because they can definitely both use the money. There's also some of that gross fuck potion Surge had mentioned earlier; while she's dumping the cold hard cash into whatever she can find, she's being FAR. Far. more careful with the fuck potions, thanks. They can't sell those but also, they can probably turn them in and get some kinda reward for them. They can at least make sure the horny bad guys can't get them, so, that's a win in of itself.
The turtles watch Surge with their adorable beady eyes, their little flippers flailing about in distress. There's a lever on the wall that will lower them, but Surge will have to be careful not to let them get too far down, lest they fall through that door and end up right in a fiery pit of sadness that just so happens to be boiling just underneath them... ]