inkwreaths | call me out ver. 2!

[Oh. A letter. That makes it all better, except it doesn't, because he's still the one who came back from that mission and had to break the news. Still selfish, the more rational part of him tries to say, but that side of himself wins less and less, nowadays.]

If you wanted to, you would've found a way.

[He has no doubts about that. Which means she didn't want to, for whatever reason. After everything they've been through. She'd allowed him to believe for so many years that he'd gotten her killed.]

I know you.

Would it have helped?

[If he's going to hit the heart of the issue, so will she.]

We both know how you can get. [Too heroic, too dedicated, all too at risk of crashing and burning.] And you put yourself off the grid long before I could.

Maybe.

[He shrugs, a little desperately, because he doesn't know. Maybe it would have helped. Maybe he'd have known from the start that he wouldn't have to do this alone, and things would have been different.

But it seems like she's hit on something that he admits is true, because he's raising his hand to his visor, releasing the clasps on his mask. When he lets his arm fall to his side, it's with his ~~big ol anime eyes~~ face exposed.]

I do know we couldn't hold it together without you.

[For as much of a pillar as he tried to be, he'd never really recovered from that mission, and Reyes hadn't either.]

[Now there's a face she missed. How long has it been since she's seen someone familiar? Most of their old platoon is gone--discharged, dead, missing. Finding their Overwatch teammates was impossible with the restrictions in place. It was good to have someone she could trust on her side once again.

With a small smile, Ana shakes her head and takes a step closer.]

Things were getting complicated. If I was there, my presence would've only been a temporary solution.

[A good sniper knows positioning is everything. You can't see your target if you're in the thick of the storm. However--]

I'm sorry. [For vanishing. For failing to carry out her duty as a protector.] But I must ask: where is Reyes?

[He feels exposed all at once, but he tries to resist the urge to snap his visor back in place. 76 has to remind himself that this is Ana, that he has nothing to be worried about, because she's had his back for thirty years--but things are different now. She's always been very good at scrutinizing, and he can't help but feel her eyes on him.

But he's taking a step with her, meeting her in the middle, and his fingers twitch, like he wants to reach out and touch to make sure that she's real. He wants to answer her, accept the apology and then offer his own, but he's struggling to even be this close.

It's only the mention of Reyes that brings him back to Earth. He frowns deeply, resisting the urge to turn away.]

He's a gun for hire. [As far as he can tell, anyway. 76 wants to think he's playing Talon by working with them, but he can't be sure.]

I'm sure you saw the museum footage. Running with Talon. But whatever he is now, he's not--

[Not right. Not human.]

Edited 2016-08-22 17:33 (UTC)

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