He certainly doesn't. Especially not now. She's not getting in his way per se, so he has no grounds for complaints anyway. The prospects of this leading to anything seem slim, what with her convincing response. Whether or not she finds anything isn't any reason for frustration, however, even though that harsh groan in his throat makes itself known anyway. It's easy to pass it off as a reaction to her statement.

Unlike Sombra, and not unlike the others she's run into around here, he's plagued with the imagery of his past traumas. They don't hinder him (yet), but it's still annoying as hell.

"Messed up..." he repeats, wondering what that means. Were they going insane with the voices nipping at their heels? Is something attacking them from the inside out? "Is this the only point you could find?"

He won't admit it, but having Sombra (or anyone, really) around to ground him is a relief. Asking questions and trying to figure out a strategy is a better distraction than nothing.