The only response his question gets is a chuckle, low and melodic. Such simply stated bravery suits him, though she can't decide if it is his faith or his youth that bolsters it. Most people forget how young Zenyatta is - it's partly his bearing and partly his design, it's hard for most people to conceive of an omnic being a 'child'. He's younger than half her age plus seven and for a moment, she wonders if he'd been flesh and blood if it would have given her pause.

"You're interesting," she finally replies, moving to straddle him with an easy grace. "Now it's time to see if you're any fun."

Almost instantly, her breathing syncs to the hum and whirring of his processes and the glow of the augment on her spine intensifies enough to cast purple light on her skin. He feels more delicate under her, Sombra was so used to the more brutishly built omnics from Los Muertos and Talon and the difference makes her cock her head at him.

"You know, I would have thought for sure you had some rule about chastity."