"Think that's the point, vata." Said slyly enough, though she isn't smiling. Brick walls slick with ash, Sombra weaves in between a few nearby doorways to try and see if she can't pull any of them open - a quick trick to transition between settings, usually. All locked.

It's as though the pathways are narrowing. Thinning out alongside their numbers.

"You didn't find anyone else while you were out there, did you?"