[Reinhardt's head tilts. One can almost picture him raising an eyebrow under the helmet. I don't know his reason is a fair enough answer. That isn't what gives him pause.]

[It's the rest.]

You say we are not friends. And yet? Here you are. Trying to tell me to ignore a call to arms...

... because of what my friend would have thought.

[There's still nothing accusing in his voice. Mostly because Reinhardt still believes Jack Morrison died with Overwatch. Because he has to. He has to think his friend is gone, that his grief was not in vain.]

[That someone he cared for didn't lie to him.]