Angela frowned at Lucio seeming very stressed. He'd been oddly stressed all week. Angela pulled him to the side. "Lucio, why are you so on edge?"

"How can't I be, with Vishkar coming?"

"Satya's not working with Vishkar. Haven't you seen the news? They're asking for any information as to where she went."

"Yes, I have. I've also seen how they work. I'm trying to give her a chance, but…they tried to take my home, Angela." Angela sighed.

"I understand, really. She'll be here tomorrow. How is training with the kids going?" Angela tried to shift his attention elsewhere, hoping that would work in defusing his nerves.

"Great. Mortica's actually start to catch up physically, and Locarno's finally gotten it through his head not everyone knows what he knows."

"I wonder who got him to understand that."

"Zarya, after pretty much smacking him across the head with it." Lucio sighed.

"He didn't get that from you, did he?"

"No, no. It's from his…" Lucio trailed off, looking hurt briefly. "Mom. Sorry, I don't usually talk about her."

"Of course, but I must admit, I'm a little confused. He's…"

"18, and I'm 36. He was born when I was 18." Lucio explained. "I fell in love, married her, after he was born…Terrorists. I think it was Talon: no one ever took the credit." Lucio shook his head, a small smile forming as he returned to his casual self. "Anything I can do to help you out?"

"Why did you join Overwatch when we're very illegal?"

"So is being a street performer and a revolutionist. I can do good here that I can't do back home." Agnela nodded.

"Thank you for telling me about yourself." Lucio raced off, leaving Angela alone in her thoughts. She headed to the Junker's room, knocking quietly.

"Come in." She did, peering inside before fully opening the door. Mako was the only one in the oddly clean room. Well, only half clean room: the other half was completely trashed. "How can I help you, Dr. Zeigler?"

"I wanted…you don't sound Australian." Angela stated.

"…I'm from New Zealand by birth. I moved there before the Crisis."

"Oh…why don't you and Jamison like Omnics?" Mako's eyes flashed in rage, but he didn't react otherwise, looking away quickly. "They really aren't any different-"

"That's none of your business, doctor. You can leave." He sounded hostile, and Angela complied quickly, not wanting him to get actually violent. She went to see Mei next. The scientist was working on the electric unit.

"Dr. Zhou, could I speak with you?"

"Oh, Angela! Of course." The small woman pulled her hand out of the circuits with a smile.

"Why did you agree to rejoin Overwatch?" Mei frowned, looking the doctor over with a puzzled look.

"…Why are you asking that? Why wouldn't I rejoin with all the good we did, and all the people we saved?" Angela didn't reply. So many people died in the explosions, the attacks, the wars. What was she even doing here, and what did she hope to understand from asking why everyone else joined? "Angela, are you alright?"

"I'm just…no, Mei. No, I'm not." Angela leaned against the wall, sighing heavily. "What am I doing here? I understand we can do good, but…there are 4 people who don't care about Overwatch, almost a quarter of the people here, 3 more who are supposed to be dead…I don't know what Overwatch can do anymore." The short woman patted the doctor's shoulders, then grabbed her hand.

"Let me show you what we can do."

"A-alright?" She let Mei lead her away into her room, where several posters and pictures were scattered around the room, and trophies and medals were on the other side.

"Oh, Lena is my roommate: she's a bit messy, sorry."

"I don't mind, but what is in here?" Mei fished around her desk and pulled out a small box.

"This is my reward box. It's what I could find from various things. 'Overwatch saved my daughter.'" Mei began reading each of the letters. Angela listened as hundreds of people from everywhere in the world thanked Overwatch for relief efforts, peace talks, rescue missions, and everything in between.

"…I didn't even know that many people had been affected…"

"You don't hear about the good we did: you hear the bad. That's how history works: you only remember the bad. But look at this all: look at how many people we helped in just 10 years! Imagine what we can do with even more time, Angela!" The excited woman looked at the doctor. "Just imagine how we could make the world a better place. That's why I joined: not for revenge or to fight terrorists: I joined to help people." Angela rubbed her eyes, looking at the large box filled with thank you letters.

"…Thank you, Mei. I guess I was feeling overwhelmed with everything that seemed to be going wrong."

"I get overwhelmed, too. Things are different, but we can make just as much of a difference as before if we try!"

"…Mei, where you ever approached by anyone?"

"Approached? What do you mean?"

"To join another organization."

"No, I wasn't. Zarya said she was. Something about Katya Volskaya not being who Zarya thought she was, I think." Angela frowned, then connected everything.

"Thankyou,Mei,I'vegottogo."

"Okay, good luck!" Angela entered the training room quickly, finding Zarya in the middle of a match with Locarno.

"Time!" She called, in a rush. Zarya caught the boy's fist.

"Da?"

"Zarya, I need to ask you some questions about Katya Volskaya." Zarya paused, catching another one of Locarno's fist. "It's important."

"Alice, you spar Locarno. Mortica, Arach: you spar too. I'll be back." Zarya stepped outside with Angela. "What about Miss Volskaya?"

"Do you know if she had any ties to Talon? Or Sombra?"

"Da, she does." Angela's eyes widened.

"Do you know any specifics?"

"Nyet. We stopped talking after she lied to me about why I was going after Sombra."

"You met Sombra?"

"Da. Very small, but quite able in a fight." Zarya explained. "It wasn't a very close interaction, though. Only enough to make me question Miss Volskaya."

"Thank you Zarya! You just gave me some information to help both Lucio and the commanders to not worry about Satya as much!"

"Happy to help?" Zarya called as Angela raced away.