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[ Is this what was so important? If he's exasperated by her usual antics, it doesn't show, as he stares her down with his usual amount of thoughtful consideration: very little. ]

It doesn't suit you.

Hmm. [It's a thoughtful hum, panels shifting back again as if on cue at his response.] She said it looked terrible on me, too.

[Despite that (repeatedly) stated fact, however, Sombra doesn't seem at all convinced. Maybe she just doesn't value their opinion.]

You heard what happened, right? ¿Te dijo?

I got the rundown. We rendezvoused at the burning biome.

[ He imagines she and Sombra discussed just as much. ]

These rooms are secure enough for now, but with Widowmaker already riling people up, she'll need a more secure way of getting here. Or possible relocation of headquarters. Multiple stations.

Nada dorado permanece...

[It's a mild shrug, lamenting a change in plans was never a habit Sombra kept - that was more her partners' collective territory, after all.] I'm getting closer to legitimate information. Something we can really use.

The Legion was a bust. [If they're talking business, she'll sell it straight:] I overturned everything and they are— crazily enough— telling the truth: they're sincere.

They want to help, and they go out of their way to be good while doing it. Aside from whatever's public knowledge already there aren't any crazy accidents or attacks coming from inside this place.

[ The hum is about as thoughtful as he can manage, wondering if this is something they can work around. Even if the idea of the Legion being actually wholesome and good makes him A) suspicious, and B) roll his eyes, he isn't going to press it. ]

Yet. The already extreme xenophobia among the good citizens of Legion World will only fester as more and more outsiders pour in to help. It'll happen.

[ That being said, he's never been on to put all his eggs into one basket. ]

Anything else?

Washington knows about me.

[Might as well rip off the bandaid. Get it over with and done so they can recalibrate as much as humanly possible from here on out.

Gabe won't be happy, but...

Well, when is he ever?]

[ The barely there rising of his shoulders is the ever present precursor to the cat-like bristling that follows. It's like he tries to stop himself from growling, but it just comes out. It's probably because he really doesn't like Washington.

Even if the sting of the theft has dulled, it doesn't make him dislike him any less. They just have to be extra careful from now on, and he's probably not going to get his gun back. Time to get another one, it looks like. It probably won't have the same amount of kick to it, but that's why he has Gaige and Junkrat's numbers in his book.

After a minute, he regains his composure like always, even if his tone is less than pleased. ]

He hasn't taken any actions against you yet. I take it there was a...compromise.

More like his friends are attached. [Both the crux of the problem and her shield against it; what makes her a threat is what makes her seem human, soft-hearted.

A mistake.]

He agreed to keep quiet as long as I decided to leave them alone. Una tregua.

[Her arms fold, claws curling in against the sides of her armored plating.] Tried to make a trade for that gun of yours, but—

[ He lets the silence hang in the air for a little while. That's reasonable. Not ideal, but what's done is done. Speaking of which, the gun is also a lost cause and he's starting to care less and less about it in the face of what's been happening right now. It's trivial, at best. ]

There's no point in that anymore. I will commission a duplicate.

[ Shouldn't be too hard to track down someone who can recreate his shotgun. ]

In any case, we continue as we were. Widowmaker will meet us here when able, then we'll adjust accordingly.

I have a better idea, if you're interested. [It's That Look that she fixes him with— one that should be familiar by now after all their time spent working alongside one another— leaning in by conspiratory degrees: meaning she's either scheming, or has been for a long, long time now. A little sharpness to her teeth, a narrowness to her stare, violet eyes unwavering.]

[ Yeah, he knows that look. He's come to expect it every now and again, so while he was fine with his own plan, he's all ears if she has something 'better' to suggest. His usual silence coupled with that expectant stare is his way of saying "Continue". ]

Washington wanted me to tell you to apologize. That if you could ask nicely enough? He'd consider letting you have it back.

[Which would be a hilarious mental image if it was someone like say— oh, Jack Morrison or Lena Oxton, but Gabe? Gabe is her ally. Her friend, whatever that title translates to in a head as broken as Sombra's. The buffer against her enemies that keeps her safe. And if he looks weak, so does she.

She shakes her head, then, lifting a clawed finger as a sign of deviation.] I think we should ask Amélie to report the theft to the Legion on your behalf.

[ Not on your life, Washington!!! Reaper makes a disgusted noise, not even willing to entertain the idea of apologizing to the guy. He shakes his head slightly, like he's trying to get it out of his head before moving onto the next part.

Not that it's really any better, in his opinion. ]

I don't need anyone to report anything on my behalf.

[ It's not really said with as much confidence as he usually does, though it's clear he's trying to play it off as such. Maybe it's a pride issue... ]

Okay, okay.

[She's trying not to laugh at the stiffness in his response, out of place with a viable solution set neatly on the figurative table. Pride. She's betting on pride.

Still, he's right: they'll ditch this place eventually, and when they do, they can take back whatever they want on the way out. Until then? The less direct waves they make, the better.]

You know who you're asking to make you a new piece?

No one specific. It won't be difficult to replicate one Hellfire.

[ He has the other half, after all. Considering their advanced technology, he's confident they can do it easily. ]

No doubt the Legion employees will dull the firepower, but I've got someone in mind to upgrade and reconfigure it.

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