For a little while? It was working. In fact, it did. If he'd turned up sooner— been there before Locus had a chance to take hold— the truth in Felix's offer would have seemed too valuable to resist.

In the end, though, her ego's as swollen as his own: maybe it'll take longer, prove harder, but she's sure down to the marrow that she'll get the answers she's looking for without anyone holding the answers over her head like a reward. Sombra came from nothing and won herself everything.

Temptation won't negate that now.

And instead, as his fingers close around her own, she latches on with that digital spark, cruelly chasing the operational systems that maintain his armor and working to shut them down before luck even has a chance to factor into the equation.

"Psych."