[ Lena hears a voice, both familiar and not, and turns her head. There's a rigidity to her body that suggests that she's ready to fight in an instant, but she relaxes. It's Lúcio? As in the Lúcio? She had been expecting Reaper or Widowmaker or (hopefully) Winston. How on Earth did he get here?
Now that she knows someone's watching, Lena tries to stand up straighter and look more at ease and less weak than she feels right now. ]
"Ma'am"? Do I really look that old?
[ Yeah that's what she's going with. A little banter to put up a veneer of confidence she doesn't feel. ]
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Now that she knows someone's watching, Lena tries to stand up straighter and look more at ease and less weak than she feels right now. ]
"Ma'am"? Do I really look that old?
[ Yeah that's what she's going with. A little banter to put up a veneer of confidence she doesn't feel. ]