Yo. Tipo.

[ Sombra's tone is as attention-getting as a fingersnap, though really, what part of her doesn't draw attention? The side-shave, the purple ombré in her hair, the neon makeup, the map of electric nodes that seems to write a constellation along her body, even the skintight outfit she's wearing. Sombra doesn't dress to blend in — when she can go invisible, it doesn't seem necessary.

Anyway. Right now she's trying to catch Elliot's attention. ]

You wanna consider maybe moving? C'mon!

[ With that she'll grab his wrist, intending to grab his wrist and drag him out of the way of the next incoming crash. ]

You know you're on fire, right? And I'm not talking about your killcount.