"What?" Sombra clicks her tongue as Gabe's mask ever so slowly turns her way, matching Amélie's critical stare.

One she can handle, but the both of them at the same time? It's a little one-sided.

"He's useful."

Bristling, she stuffs herself back against her corner of the sofa, bare feet tucked under her as if they haven't got the right to question her motives. Or at least not when her disaster of a natural habitat's already been disturbed. Can't they see she's clearly suffering!!1

"You break him, I lose a contact. ¿Se entiende?"