I'll take ya to where Cass is, then I'm washing my hands of this whole mission. ("cass" is totally acceptable when you've had (1) conversation and have bled together on the same team; sombra wholeheartedly agrees with herself.) But I won't tell, amiga, your secret's safe with me.

(and she likes to play around with others, that much is obvious. re-l gives her the perfect opportunity for it.

crooking her finger at re-l, her machine pistol is jerked away from the body at her feet and held aloft, searching the scene for the path of least resistance.) You really think Eluvio is gonna do us like that? I mean, we all got sucked in by anomalies in space-time, but surely they get that it's not our decision to be here.

(punctuating her sentence as they take a sharp corner, unfortunately, with another spray of bullets. fucking feks.)