"In a way, yeah." It might not be helpful in the moment, but Sombra can't help but chuckle softly at his description: it's...well, it's a bit romantic compared to reality. Couple it with his use of Spanish to respond, and she'll take all the small moments of relief she can get in this place.

"She's an AI, though. A computer - not a demon, and a Legionnaire like us. But she's been around for a lot longer than I have." Seen more, lived through worse. He's not far at all off the mark in his assessment of that, at least.

There's a low rumbling in the tunnels ahead, something that shakes the ground they stand on. "And if she's telling the truth? After my time. After all our times, probably."