Again, Amélie's hands stilled and her eyes moved back to look at the device and what was far more evident now that Sombra had it properly displayed. A heavy moment hung in the air before she set the ammunition down upon the bed and a single, well-manicured nail was drawn down the length of the band. If this really was...

Finally, Amélie graced Sombra with her gaze. "Oh?" There was the slightest bit of life in that one word, but then her lips tugged down a bit. "Regifting is quite uncouth - even for you."

A calculated jab aimed to push Sombra into telling her the tale without having to ask for it. And continue to display her displeasure.