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It’s been on Ashe’s mind for the longest time, even after the humiliation she had to endure after that crate being taken away from her by Jesse McCree, along with a few of her gang members being put out of commission, to just know what was it even for.

She did remember it clearly, and her eyes took every detail on it, but disassembled as it was, she did not picture the actual function of its content.

Now, after her eyes witnessing the actual deployed shape of that crate’s interior, the gang leader’s curiosity only grew bigger, and she managed to track them down to where they could reach to them.

“Y’know, I’ve been thinkin’ of what you would’ve worth on the black market. But now I doubt they’ll ever snatch ya.” The curiosity never actually faded, only making the gang leader be more drawn to what this seemingly unique omnic model’s purpose truly was, and why was it transported in such a awfully custodied hypertrain, of all things.