continued from x with @riptire-rodent
He was taken back by the gesture. Affection was really not his strong point. Not much of that going around in the wasteland he called home. At least not in the past 20 years. “Ta,” was his awkward reply to Mercy’s physical display of appreciation. Junkrat was about to walk away and stopped, “ Its not that I don’t like hugs, I’m just not use to ‘em.” He turned around and the sight before him had him roaring with laughter. Mercy’s pristine Valkyrie suit was covered in grease and soot from the hug. Her face and hands had not been spared from the mess. The dirt and grime that covered the doctor made her look like a kid who had been caught playing with paint. Through tears and laughter Junkrat attempted to answer the confusion displayed on Mercy’s face. “ Ya got a little someth’n on your face, Doc.”
His laughter caught her offguard. Was it something she had said? Something she had done? She had thought they were having a serious moment, but then he had started laughing at her. She should have known the moment wouldn’t last.
“Entschuldigen Sie?” She spoke in her native tongue in her surprise. Something on her face? She raised a hand to wipe at her face, too busy regarding him with outright confusion to notice the grime on her hand. It only served to further cover a few spots that had previously been clean with the dirt and grease. “Did I get it off?” She asked, though...asking him may not have been her smartest move.
It was then she glanced down, spotting the grime on her suit. “Ach--” She should have realized that was going to occur when she had hugged him, but she hadn’t thought of it until it was too late. “Now I know vhat you find so funny..” At least someone found it amusing. This was going to take forever to get out of her suit, it wouldn’t do to appear on the battlefield in a suit that was dirty from the beginning, didn’t look professional.
