[Jack blames himself anyway, because that’s all he really knows how to do. How can he not? Overwatch had been his full responsibility, and he’d let everyone down. He should have known, somehow, that this was happening. That Gabriel Reyes wasn’t the man he thought he was. That he could have noticed all the signs and put a stop to things before they spiraled out of control.
Winston’s proposal makes sense, and there’s a part of him that wants to accept it, not only because he’s right, but because Jack has carried around a hole in himself where Overwatch used to be. Some part of him wants that feeling again. His cause. His family. Jack has to almost physically shake it off, reminding himself that even if it was safe for him to return, he has nothing left to give.]
I don’t think that’s a good idea.
[He collects the medical supplies into the bin and stands, using the motion as an excuse to extricate himself from the conversation. He’s stopped in the doorway, however, by Ana’s return, and she’s looking at him like she knows exactly what he and Winston were talking about. She keeps him from leaving and he sighs, moving out of the door and putting the tray down on one of the counters instead.
Ana enters, shrugging off her hood, mask pulling back into the headpiece.]
I hope he wasn’t too mean to you while I was gone.
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Winston’s proposal makes sense, and there’s a part of him that wants to accept it, not only because he’s right, but because Jack has carried around a hole in himself where Overwatch used to be. Some part of him wants that feeling again. His cause. His family. Jack has to almost physically shake it off, reminding himself that even if it was safe for him to return, he has nothing left to give.]
I don’t think that’s a good idea.
[He collects the medical supplies into the bin and stands, using the motion as an excuse to extricate himself from the conversation. He’s stopped in the doorway, however, by Ana’s return, and she’s looking at him like she knows exactly what he and Winston were talking about. She keeps him from leaving and he sighs, moving out of the door and putting the tray down on one of the counters instead.
Ana enters, shrugging off her hood, mask pulling back into the headpiece.]
I hope he wasn’t too mean to you while I was gone.