[The moment that elbow touched her, eyes opening to look over at Sombra, Amélie knew whatever was going to come out of the hacker's mouth was going to be either a lie or misdirection. It seemed it was likely both. It figured: she asked a serious question and got nothing back in return. It was practically the same as what happened with Reaper. Lying was the same as breathing to Sombra; Amélie was used to it, but that didn't mean it didn't bother her when she's seeking a real answer - as rare as that was...]

Mission accomplished. [Her response was incredibly dry and she rolled her eyes, getting to her feet.]

I'm going to take a shower and try to decide what to do about Lena learning things she is not supposed to know. Try not to eat us out of house and home in the meantime.