"So." Sombra starts, curious and (somewhat) reverent in her every movement, still keeping that point of contact a constant. "You can feel this?"

Even taste the chip she's chewing on, maybe?

It's a fascinating concept (and not as far fetched as it might be for someone else, considering how common implants and cybernetics are back home - how necessary the are) considering the fixation Sombra's always had with technology, where it meets organic life. Merges together. Functions along the same lines.