#[ sorry if it ain't great snsnsls ]

[captainseamech]

             High Tide’s sensors were still kicking high from all the quick commotion and turn of events, not to mention the ache on his knee joint that was, also, overwhelmingly annoying and blasting through his mind. And yet he forced himself to remain calm, shoulder plates slightly swiveling as he unstifenned his arms the best he could. After all, he was still under an unknown force that kept him from moving any part of his body outside the eyes and his mouth, not to mention still keeping him from falling over.

             Admittedly, the mech considered trying to transform away from the scene given that he was somehow in the water and he could vanish by going deep in the ocean, but it was quickly dismissed due to many factors, mainly the fact he couldn’t even move his head and he didn’t want to confirm he was indeed a threat to them, not to mention the orca guy could probably follow him with ease as well. Whatever that League of Villains thing is, it sounded quite dangerous and something High Tide didn’t want to be affiliated with.

             He patiently waited for the other to inquiry him again, gaze slightly softening as the police moved back for his comfort. He could easily say who he was, but the place where he came from was a tricky question. He could mention either his home planet or his temporary place on Earth, but either of those could be a great risk since there was reporters all around like nosy mosquitos trying to get a nibble of fresh takes for the news. The mech had to reply though, even if as vaguely as possible.

             “The name’s High Tide and I came from an... island far from here. My concern at the moment is not goin’ back home, my main priority is to assure y’all that I came in peace and intent to bring no harm t’ anyone innocent. I’m simply lost and would like to know where I am, simple as that.”

With everything that had seemingly happened to High Tide, it seemed like it was more of at the wrong place at the wrong time. It had seemed a lot of the region was already on edge thanks to the other activity being done by different villains lately, so to find out that there was a giant robot that had been caught in a fishing net at the docks in town, it had sent a lot of people into a frenzy. That wasn't to say that everyone knew about this yet, especially reporters that was something Sakamta would like to avoid if he could, but the people who were closely involved with working with heroes and watching villains were not all too happy about this.

Even more unhappy when they realized the mech was armored and could take a fair beating from local police, despite landing good hits on him here and there. It wasn't the best welcome ever for someone, of course, but it wasn't like Sakamata or many others were used to seeing robots who could talk and looked kind of like a human. It was a new experience, that was for sure, and Sakamata was sure this was going to be some sort of trick or new device made by the League of Villains in order to take the heroes off-guard in the future, but at the same time...

The robot didn't seem to be violent in any way. Sure, he was massive and was able to take damage, but that didn't mean he would want to attack them or anything. And as Sakamata looked up at the robot and listened to his response to the accusation, something inside of the orca was telling him that the robot was telling the truth, which seemed to be a rare occurrence these days. Maybe there was nothing to all of this and it happened to be, well, now the people of Japan got to meet an actual giant robot in person now. Which, in theory, sounds fun, but Sakamata knew people would still not entirely be too friendly to someone, even if they were a good robot.

This prompted the orca to dive into more questions because now there was more left unanswered about the robot as a whole.

❝Hmm...❞ was all that came from Sakamata's mouth at first as he continued to look at the robot and think about the options that were currently presented to him. As much as part of him still said that this could be a trap in some form or fashion and that the robot wasn't friendly, there was a side of him that was overpowering those thoughts and agreeing with the idea this robot had no ill intentions, nor any connection tot eh League of Villains. After all, someone who looked as confused as High Tide did would certainly have to put on quite the acting show just to fool people otherwise...

❝I have reason to believe what you said is true in this case. But, as you can imagine, a lot of us around here might be on edge from how I worded those first questions and I apologize for that and any harm the police have caused you,❞ he remarked and motioned for the police to back off a bit so the two could talk, ❝You can imagine the fisherman who grabbed you were quite surprised to find they had caught a giant robot in their net after they fished you out, considering we don't normally seem to deal with robots in our daily lives...❞

He paused for a moment and he sighed, giving a small eye roll.

❝Outside of movies, at least... I know I may be asking too many questions of you right now, but I want to start simple. What is your name and where did you come from? We can't exactly promise you that you'll be able to return home anytime soon, especially not if more people find out, but it might help us learn a bit more about you and figure out where to go from there.❞