It's a frigid snap, how quickly her mind abandons that previous train of thought (and all the smugness that'd gone with it), and for that brief period of slowed time, Sombra isn't certain if she's snapped herself upright, or simply imagined it as some sort of kneejerk response.]
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It's a frigid snap, how quickly her mind abandons that previous train of thought (and all the smugness that'd gone with it), and for that brief period of slowed time, Sombra isn't certain if she's snapped herself upright, or simply imagined it as some sort of kneejerk response.]
—You're serious?