If Amélie wasn't set on not giving Sombra any emotional reaction, even a feigned one, she would've sighed in mild annoyance at this display. She may have even urged her to get to the point. But a sniper had unparalleled patience; she would wait Sombra out.

Her eyes flickered up to take in the electronic device, noting its apparent purpose, for a moment before shifted her attention back. Still, she didn't bother to give Sombra the courtesy of actually looking at her.

"And what use is that to me? Aside from showing how regulated my sleep is compared to you. It is not even my preferred color."