Roadhog starts to grunt, but Junkrat is quick and excitable and determined as ever. Sooner than Hog can breathe out the syllable, mismatched fingers eagerly dig for purchase around the underside of his biceps, and Roadhog feels the temperature rise by degrees the instant Junkrat tosses his own seventy-something kilos of sun-baked metal and flesh into the pile-up.
While he's plenty used to all of this, Roadhog gets a good lens-full of Fareeha's increasingly forced smile, taking up exactly one half of his view. Meanwhile, his muscles were well aware of the mounting tension in hers, keeping her from putting up a fight that a part of her probably wanted to.
"Think she's had enough."
Though it's Roadhog himself who decides it's over, bucking an elbow to break out of Rat's grip. His own grip relaxing, he lowers her back to the ground between them, for better or for worse.
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Roadhog starts to grunt, but Junkrat is quick and excitable and determined as ever. Sooner than Hog can breathe out the syllable, mismatched fingers eagerly dig for purchase around the underside of his biceps, and Roadhog feels the temperature rise by degrees the instant Junkrat tosses his own seventy-something kilos of sun-baked metal and flesh into the pile-up.
While he's plenty used to all of this, Roadhog gets a good lens-full of Fareeha's increasingly forced smile, taking up exactly one half of his view. Meanwhile, his muscles were well aware of the mounting tension in hers, keeping her from putting up a fight that a part of her probably wanted to.
"Think she's had enough."
Though it's Roadhog himself who decides it's over, bucking an elbow to break out of Rat's grip. His own grip relaxing, he lowers her back to the ground between them, for better or for worse.