Sombra's eyes snap to Genji when he enters the doorway, before looking back to the vidscreen and trying to stifle a smirk. She and the younger Shimada seemed to be cut from the same cloth and the swagger he rolls in with from God-knows-where is enough to prove it.
"Maybe I just wanted to be comfortable." She says, the false patience palpable as she lays the chopsticks down and faces the young lord. Her accent is a bit more subtle, though it explains why her Japanese is so formal, aside from dealing with one of the most powerful families in Japan.
She's still leaning, one elbow on the counter, and every ounce of propriety or professionalism she's had in their previous meetings is non-existent. There is not an ounce of genuflection either, her eyes flicking pointedly up and down Genji's body.
The hacker gives a little 'hmmm' and a 'how about that' flick of her eyebrows before she meets his eye.
"It's my day off, in the middle of the night." And you don't own me.
With that, she picks up one of the sushi pieces and pops it into her mouth as she looks back at the vidscreen.
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Sombra's eyes snap to Genji when he enters the doorway, before looking back to the vidscreen and trying to stifle a smirk. She and the younger Shimada seemed to be cut from the same cloth and the swagger he rolls in with from God-knows-where is enough to prove it.
"Maybe I just wanted to be comfortable." She says, the false patience palpable as she lays the chopsticks down and faces the young lord. Her accent is a bit more subtle, though it explains why her Japanese is so formal, aside from dealing with one of the most powerful families in Japan.
She's still leaning, one elbow on the counter, and every ounce of propriety or professionalism she's had in their previous meetings is non-existent. There is not an ounce of genuflection either, her eyes flicking pointedly up and down Genji's body.
The hacker gives a little 'hmmm' and a 'how about that' flick of her eyebrows before she meets his eye.
"It's my day off, in the middle of the night." And you don't own me.
With that, she picks up one of the sushi pieces and pops it into her mouth as she looks back at the vidscreen.
"Not in your way, am I Shimada-san?"