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Widowmaker.
You all talk so *much*.

Dr. Angela Ziegler
you could stand to talk more, you know.

Widowmaker.
I think I will not.
There isn’t much to talk about besides Sombra’s attempts to annoy me or whatever bits of subtly romantic drama that crops up every now and then.

S̶͎̈o̶̞̅m̵̬̕b̴͓̅r̶̋͜â̸̤
I like that you call them attempts

Widowmaker.
They are attempts. You do nothing to sway me, Miss Colomar.

Dr. Angela Ziegler
colomar?

Fareeha Amari
Wait, what?

Widowmaker.
:)

Moira O'Deorain
Oh, shit.

S̶͎̈o̶̞̅m̵̬̕b̴͓̅r̶̋͜â̸̤
Where's Édouard?

Widowmaker.
You will not.

S̶͎̈o̶̞̅m̵̬̕b̴͓̅r̶̋͜â̸̤
I have, though.

Widowmaker.
Hm. Well then.
If you have, then what is there for me to lose?
Olivia.
It’s a pretty name, isn’t it?
A shame, I wonder why you don’t use it.

S̶͎̈o̶̞̅m̵̬̕b̴͓̅r̶̋͜â̸̤
Your fortune? Mine. You manor? Mine. Your husband? Dead. Fuck with me, Amélie.

Widowmaker.
There is nothing left for me, Olivia, and therefore I have very little to lose. There isn’t much that you could do to me.
What’s a fortune without someone to use it? A manor without someone to live in it? A husband without someone to love him?
You’re so darling when you believe you have any power over me.
Or when you believe you hold all the cards. Any at all, for that matter.
It’s so *sweet*.