Another reason why Connie had stayed out of firing range in her part of the hallway; can't be sure how steady Azucar might be under such an onslaught. As her doubles distract and disappear under claw and bullet they at least provide enough openings for both women to drive the creatures away for now. When the crowd has cleared she steps forward as the last of her doubles flicker out of sight, her own gun holstered and her hands where Sombra can see them.
Connie tilts her head a bit at the Spanish, recognizing the language but not the words.
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Connie tilts her head a bit at the Spanish, recognizing the language but not the words.
"You alright?"