There's a digital flicker before Sombra comes striding back into view at her side, expression tense and drawn thin. Straining the cracks in their current truce won't do either of them any favors; she makes the better decision not out of altruism, but necessity.
"Oh calm down, I'm right here beside you, manita. You're no use to anyone dead."
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There's a digital flicker before Sombra comes striding back into view at her side, expression tense and drawn thin. Straining the cracks in their current truce won't do either of them any favors; she makes the better decision not out of altruism, but necessity.
"Oh calm down, I'm right here beside you, manita. You're no use to anyone dead."