[The change of subject was met with a half lowering of her eyelids and a slight displeased sound in the back of her throat. The wires in Sombra's head clearly made it hard for her to focus sometimes.]

I assumed he was here and would make his presence known to me when he felt like it. He and I do not press each other. [They had each others backs when it counted. Amélie knew he wasn't the one she needed to worry about.]

Unless your next words are going to be about how you have already set up a communication web with him that you will be connecting me to, talk about him can wait. You are the one with her fingers in all the pots.

[And for some reason, Amélie glanced over toward the door then back to Sombra, hand reaching up to take her visor off.]