[He wants to interrupt her to demand that she say what's really on her mind, but he already knows she won't elaborate further until he's stabilized. She's focused on the task at hand, and she probably thinks it's more important to stop him from bleeding out than it is to rip him a well-deserved new one. He can want it all he likes, but he already knows that she's going to attend to business first. Her priorities are predictable, even if it means she's biting down everything else she should be saying.
It's good to have it affirmed that he wasn't overt, perhaps--that she only harbored suspicion with no real confirmation until now, but he can't help but inquire further.]
The others?
[76 will imagine that there will be time to explain himself later, when he's not in immediate danger. He has no right to ask anything of her, at this point, but if all the other ex-Overwatch agents are about to reach the same conclusion, he thinks he might want to know.
Ultimately, it's easier to focus on the pain in his side, if only because it's a good distraction from the situation at large. He sucks in air sharply when she starts toweling him off, hands as gentle as ever. He tenses underneath her, more reflex than anything else. When she asks about his mask, that thing in his chest twists all over again.
He has to take a few deep breaths to ground himself before he can even think about unfastening it and pulling it off, but he supposes he owes her that much. 76 can't hide the way his hands shake when he brings them up to either side of the mount, fingers fumbling at the clasps until they're undone, but it seems he doesn't quite have the conviction to pull away.]
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It's good to have it affirmed that he wasn't overt, perhaps--that she only harbored suspicion with no real confirmation until now, but he can't help but inquire further.]
The others?
[76 will imagine that there will be time to explain himself later, when he's not in immediate danger. He has no right to ask anything of her, at this point, but if all the other ex-Overwatch agents are about to reach the same conclusion, he thinks he might want to know.
Ultimately, it's easier to focus on the pain in his side, if only because it's a good distraction from the situation at large. He sucks in air sharply when she starts toweling him off, hands as gentle as ever. He tenses underneath her, more reflex than anything else. When she asks about his mask, that thing in his chest twists all over again.
He has to take a few deep breaths to ground himself before he can even think about unfastening it and pulling it off, but he supposes he owes her that much. 76 can't hide the way his hands shake when he brings them up to either side of the mount, fingers fumbling at the clasps until they're undone, but it seems he doesn't quite have the conviction to pull away.]