"Aye, all meager offerings for the king-pig," Junkrat adds, placing his arms akimbo with a self-satisfied smirk because he's the only person on this ship that knows what that sound means. Even as leather creaks as Roadhog leans in to seem threatening, Junkrat holds fast, only looking down when his shirt is tugged.

"Princess Ch'kalolat," he answers, rattling the alien name off his human tongue with little awkwardness. "She's heir ta the throne but goes against her birthright ta become a warlord fer her people instead. New season starts in two weeks."