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“It looks beautiful,” he replied. Even if he had had another opinion he wasn’t sure if he would have voiced it honestly. You simply did not tell a female who had decided to dress up like this that they looked dreadful. 

He just stared at her for a second, questioning why on earth she was dressed up, but by now he knew better than to ask questions around the other Talon members. "Sure,” he finally said and walked up to her, keeping her hair out of the way as he zipped up her dress. “There...” he almost asked if there was anything else she wanted him to do for her, but he wasn’t her servant, so he held his tongue.

“Sometimes I can see through your shirt in the right light and I’m curious if you notice it.”

Her response didn’t exactly do anything to change the puzzled expression on his face. “Couldn’t resist..?” What a strange woman. “No, it does not bother me, though I would prefer if you did not do that again.”

Finally he pulled away from her a bit outta breath. “Uh...sorry. Kinda,” cleared his throat. “Not sure how much longer we got in here, can’t see a damn thing.” He moved his hair from his face and leaned against the wall. “You even know my name-or? Ah hell, hate this shit, just wanted a fuckin’ drink...”

He whirled around and stood face to face with the female that had decided to touch him. Where did she come from? Just a moment ago he had been alone, and he was sure of that. “What was that for?”

Raising an eyebrow at the hacker, Lena was even more confused. However, slamming it into her face was probably a better option to get her try it seeing as the time jumper didn’t quite trust Sombra. Sticking one the gloved fingers with whipped cream and some of what was once inside the dessert into her mouth. “It’s actually not bad..” She admitted, pleasantly surprised. Though, she was still skeptical of the other’s motives.