[The tone of his voice says it all--hostile, disbelieving, but the fact that he hasn't actually fired his gun yet betrays a simple fact. He's trying not to start a fight if he can help it, though that may be because he's still under the impression that this is some kind of bomb.]
Please. [It's an impatient little puff of air, her eyes visibly rolling at the suggestion.] Do I look like the kind of person that feels like blowing herself up just to take out one very old target?
[There's a little pause before she adds, slyly:] I'm not Gabe.
[He won't, because he and Gabriel are not exactly on speaking terms. There's a coldness in his voice that lets her know it was not a very funny joke, and it's most certainly not appreciated, though it occurs to him that this is the closest he can get to Gabriel--at least Sombra is willing to entertain a conversation.
Jack isn't sure how he feels about that, but he supposes there's a more pressing issue in front of them.]
You really think I'm gonna let this in my house either way?
[There's her rebuttal x2, Jack. From there, she lifts her fingers, letting them splay as proof that she didn't come here to repeat their last encounter.] Besides, I'm unarmed, and it's freezing outside.
Might as well let me stay when you have the advantage, right?
[Jack pauses for a moment, not quite sure what she's trying to imply, but not liking it either way. He puts that aside, however, for the more immediate issue--Sombra in his house. There are a few things he could do here, namely, throw her out or take her prisoner, but the latter seems like more trouble than it's worth. Making her go away seems easier, but he already knows she's persistent. There's something she wants out of this, something worth the risk of breaking and entering enemy territory, and he has a feeling she isn't going to be deterred until she gets it.]
You might as well tell me what you want.
[Because he can get right down to business if the situation calls for it.]
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[The tone of his voice says it all--hostile, disbelieving, but the fact that he hasn't actually fired his gun yet betrays a simple fact. He's trying not to start a fight if he can help it, though that may be because he's still under the impression that this is some kind of bomb.]
When does it blow up?
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[There's a little pause before she adds, slyly:] I'm not Gabe.
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[He won't, because he and Gabriel are not exactly on speaking terms. There's a coldness in his voice that lets her know it was not a very funny joke, and it's most certainly not appreciated, though it occurs to him that this is the closest he can get to Gabriel--at least Sombra is willing to entertain a conversation.
Jack isn't sure how he feels about that, but he supposes there's a more pressing issue in front of them.]
You really think I'm gonna let this in my house either way?
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[There's her rebuttal x2, Jack. From there, she lifts her fingers, letting them splay as proof that she didn't come here to repeat their last encounter.] Besides, I'm unarmed, and it's freezing outside.
Might as well let me stay when you have the advantage, right?
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You might as well tell me what you want.
[Because he can get right down to business if the situation calls for it.]
Get kicked out or something?