[There's a pause from Ana, and though she doesn't say anything, the emotional bleed from her end speaks enough. Irritation at his stubbornness, frustration at his self-depreciation, a hint of sorrow over the fact that he believes his own words, the small flame of anger as she wants to defend Reinhardt. They're brief, and Ana does quickly reign them back under control, but the frown on her face can practically be felt over the connection.]
The only one here who truly believes that Jack Morrison is dead and gone is you, Jack. Your personality may have changed, but last I checked, you were still you.
[But hey, at least he's admitting he could have handled it better.]
Well, your best ended up hurting him. How do you intend to fix that?
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The only one here who truly believes that Jack Morrison is dead and gone is you, Jack. Your personality may have changed, but last I checked, you were still you.
[But hey, at least he's admitting he could have handled it better.]
Well, your best ended up hurting him. How do you intend to fix that?