"You'd be wrong about that." But it's a good sign, isn't it? His moods run hot or cold, and given that he isn't cackling maniacally at the moment, Sombra's inclined to buy into the idea that maybe he really is here out of the goodness of—

Well, maybe the Legion offered him a better deal.

She tips the gun back towards her shoulder, letting it rest there instead of brandishing it against him - though it's still close enough to be an overt threat. "Do you really not know why you being here is something people are going to be worried about?"