To that, Sombra stops her digging, electronic spine going stiff alongside the set of her shoulders, back still turned to the screen. It isn't unhappiness that has her paused, but the slow, slow beginnings of approval sitting just there on the tip of her tongue.

After a beat, she turns around, not even hiding the sharpness of her own grin.

"You said they brought you here. That mean you took the oath, too?"

An AI sworn in like the rest of them - wouldn't that be something.