Yeah, she seemed nice. She even had all of her original limbs. A full head of hair. Probably all of her real teeth, too. Rat's done pretty well for himself in that department, but Roadhog had questions.

She walked through a minefield to get here and knows it. Roadhog had been watching as she took deliberate step after step, and now she stood before him, teaming up with Junkrat to try and stare him into submission, like she wouldn't be getting dragged off their property on his hook if his partner weren't giddy over her.

She seemed nice. Clean. Civilized. Like what they'd call a normie, yet she doesn't appear to have any obvious qualms about what she's getting into, and Roadhog isn't sure what to make of that just yet.

Last thing he wants is an upset Rat chewing out his ear, though.

Roadhog issues a pained groan, not because of the blow but because of what's expected of him. Meeting Pharah's gaze, he allows the silence to stretch on for one last awkward, prolonged moment before, finally, he puts his hand out for her to shake.