It's almost funny, but perhaps it's fitting for you to be left alone like this.
[Reaper had already left his own safehouse, leaving it secure with that small fluffball that was staying there with him. Moving quietly in the dark over rooftops, a route he knew well already being taken.]
She left first, didn't she? [If Jack Morrison ever cared about anything, it was his team. It wasn't just about getting a reaction now, and Reaper would deny it was about pulling Morrison out of his thought. Gabriel would be the one to do that.
Reaper was just hitting low.] Hard to miss that annoyingly bubbly Tracer has been gone-
But it's not just her, is it? The monkey, too. Grew attached to working with them again already, hadn't you?
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[Reaper had already left his own safehouse, leaving it secure with that small fluffball that was staying there with him. Moving quietly in the dark over rooftops, a route he knew well already being taken.]
She left first, didn't she? [If Jack Morrison ever cared about anything, it was his team. It wasn't just about getting a reaction now, and Reaper would deny it was about pulling Morrison out of his thought. Gabriel would be the one to do that.
Reaper was just hitting low.] Hard to miss that annoyingly bubbly Tracer has been gone-
But it's not just her, is it? The monkey, too. Grew attached to working with them again already, hadn't you?