[Like the look on someone's face when they're trying to unravel a particularly difficult puzzle, Sombra's mouth pulls tight at the corner, brow line going significantly flat— peering at him as if she's somehow missed some crucial amount of information, and...]
Maybe no one's been able to do it. Really finish the job.
[Because the alternative is some tangled idea that he might be hanging on out of obligation. Making sure the crew doesn't devour themselves like something starved, or her in the process.
She can't imagine he's that sentimental. Mostly because she doesn't know what that's like.]
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Maybe no one's been able to do it. Really finish the job.
[Because the alternative is some tangled idea that he might be hanging on out of obligation. Making sure the crew doesn't devour themselves like something starved, or her in the process.
She can't imagine he's that sentimental. Mostly because she doesn't know what that's like.]