South stares at her, dumbfounded for a moment. She'd entirely thought she was on her own, and somehow Sombra had come back to her. Somehow she'd been worth coming back to. Nevermind Sombra's ulterior motives, South's been manipulated a lot that it's hard to believe someone who doesn't really know her that well wouldn't walk right out on her.

That's what it all meant; that's what everyone insinuated, wasn't it? The ranking board and the whispers from North-monster and the Director's voice creeping in on her through the darkness. She wasn't worth anything on her own. But, somehow, here was Sombra.

Aside from the brief hesitation, though, she's not eager to broadcast her insecurities. "Dead? Hardly. I'm sure I'd make it out alright."