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A smile slid across her features, widening some as Reaper complimented. It was rare to actually get some praise from him, and it was definitely something to remember.  “Isn’t it? Just a few little tricks with coding, and ahí tienes. You have a little puppet!” Sombra explained, moving her fingers to make the little doll of their resident geneticist cross her arms. Yeah, to say that Sombra was bored enough to make little puppets of the Talon crew was an understatement.  “I can make marionetas of other people too, if you want to see.”

“I don’t think ‘they’ deserve it, chica. Not unless they can prove to me that they have some valuable information for me, of course.” The hacker replied, looking to the other with a slightly amused expression. Oh, how naive Tracer was! After all, not everyone deserved to see that side of Sombra.