[As he slides off the jacket, she whistles appreciatively as yet another tease. Pleased with herself, Sombra’s smile shifts, brows skimming high on her forehead.
The tattoos are a surprise and her gaze flits over his form, trying to pick up as many details as possible.]
Nice work…
[It’s hard to tell if she means the augments or the ink before his question brings her attention back to him.
Instead of answering, she giggles a little and turns her back to him, making a show of lifting her shirt.
On her lower back, along her spine and either side are the beginnings of a piece made entirety of circuit lines.]
no subject
The tattoos are a surprise and her gaze flits over his form, trying to pick up as many details as possible.]
Nice work…
[It’s hard to tell if she means the augments or the ink before his question brings her attention back to him.
Instead of answering, she giggles a little and turns her back to him, making a show of lifting her shirt.
On her lower back, along her spine and either side are the beginnings of a piece made entirety of circuit lines.]
I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.