Angela was in the middle of explaining what happened when Junkrat appeared. "Oi, Angel?"
"Angela, and I'm in the middle of-" She began, but Junkrat interrupted her.
"Just a quick question, I swear! What are you supposed to do to make toast?" Angela paused.
"…Was?" Jack stared at the Junker.
"…Have you seen a toaster?"
"Yeah, who hasn't?" Jack tried not to reply in anger to the statement.
"You plug the toaster in…you put one slice of bread in each of the slots…and you press the button."
"Oh. Thanks!" Junkrat raced away.
"…I'm going to go make sure the base doesn't burn down…We'll finish the debrief later."
"Ja, that's a good idea…" Angela watched Jack walked after Junkrat, and she headed to her room. Hearing gunfire in her room, she frowned, opening the door. A small girl had a laptop open and was typing rapidly, wearing slacks and a tank.
"Get good!"
"…Who are you?" The girl jumped, facing Angela in surprise, shutting the laptop.
"…I'm Hana Song! The old guy told me this was Angela and my room, so I guess you're Angela?"
"Oh, sorry. I wasn't expecting you to be…" Angela hesitated, not wanting to be offensive. Hana smiled.
"No worries! I get that a lot. I hope you don't mind I set up so many posters." Angela took in all the video game, movie, and Overwatch posters plastered all around Hana's side of the room.
"Of course not. It's on your side." Angela waved off the nervous statement. She paused at seeing a Lucio poster. "You're a Lucio fan?"
"Oh, yeah! I own all his albums but the latest one: it sells out every time I try to get it!" Angela smiled.
"Would you like to meet with him?" Hana's eyes widened in excitement.
"I'd love to talk to him again!" Angela led her to Lucio's room, where she knocked quietly. Reinhardt opened the door.
"Hello, Reinhardt."
"Hallo!" waved at the large man. Reinhardt suddenly looked reddish. "Hello, Hana!"
"Hey! Did you enjoy my stream?" Reinhardt turned an even brighter red, and Angela grinned.
"Oh, so you like the new kind of entertainment?"
"I-it's research!" Reinhardt defended.
"Alright, no need to get defensive, Rein. Do you know where Lucio is?"
"He was talking to Junkrat!"
"Jamison. They wanted us to call them by their names." Angela reminded.
"Of course! Jamison!" Angela, not really wanting to talk to the Junker again, directed Hana to the cafeteria, then headed to the communication room. Zarya was working in it, with Widow watching her. Angela tightened.
"Hello, Widow."
"Bonjour, Angela." The silence grew stifling, and Widow walked away, apparently bored. Angela visibly relaxed.
"You should not let woman disturb you."
"…She's done a lot. How are things?"
"No communications worthwhile. Police investigated possible locations for us, nothing came of it. Woman contacted Lucio."
"Who?"
"…Satya." Angela frowned. Who was Satya? "Lucio was very upset from call, went to talk to Soldier. Nothing else of interest."
"Odd, I've never heard of Satya…Thank you, Zarya." Zarya stood, grabbing Angela before she ran off.
"Widow likes discomfort. Don't give her satisfaction." Angela smiled.
"Danke, but that's easier said than done." She walked off to find Jack talking on a phone with someone in his office.
"How did you get this number?" Angela waited in the doorway. "What do you mean, you know where we are?" His face turned pale. "…You don't?" Jack frowned. "…You have patterns that…hold on." He covered the speaker, looking at Angela. "Could you tell me what she's trying to explain? She's saying it in a code I don't understand, and you're pretty good at that." Angela nodded, taking the phone.
"I am Satya, former employee of Vishkar Industries. I have patterns that connect Katie with your bird of prey." Angela frowned. *Katie with a bird of…Talon, but who is Katie?* "The volts of electricity are ordered chaos." *Volts of electricity…Volskaya.*
"I understand. Can you arrive here shortly?"
"I can and will be doing so."
"Thank you. Goodbye." Angela hung up. "Whoever that woman is, she has a connecting point between Talon and Volskaya. I told her to come here." Soldier frowned.
"How did she find us, though?"
"I'm not sure: we'll have to wait until she arrives to ask." Lucio came in, looking flustered.
"What did that woman want?"
"She has information connecting Volskaya to Talon." Lucio scowled.
"She's with Volskaya." Angela paused. *That explains why he was displeased…*
"That means we just-" Angela interrupted before Jack burst a blood vessel.
"If she was still with Volskaya, she would have told them where we were and arrived with an army to get rid of us. We don't judge until she has arrived, which won't be for quite a while. 2 weeks, in fact." Lucio took a deep breath.
"…She didn't sound like she usually does, either. Flustered, even." Angela frowned.
"Do you…know her?"
"Yeah, she was the head designer of the Volskaya group that tried to renovate my home. Almost succeeded, too, but we managed to stop them. It's weird. She's usually very composed. I'd even call her cold, if I hadn't met Widowmaker." Angela frowned. *Are we talking about the same woman who was so focused on our conversation? No hesitation, no question in her voice at all…she did sound in a hurry, though: maybe he misread her voice.*
"Alright. We don't do anything regarding this Satya until she arrives. Dismissed, Lucio." Lucio nodded.
"Okay. I'll try to keep an open mind with her, but no promises." He raced off.
"Ana's going to be handling the interviews." Angela rapidly shook her head.
"That is a very, very bad idea with how personal this is to her in particular. Widow did shoot her eye out."
"She's the best interrogator we have."
"No, she is the one you trust the most. Pharah is the best."
"Pharah's a kid."
"She is an adult. I feel as though you have forgotten you are 53." Soldier winced.
"Yeah…alright, Pharah handles it then. Have you heard from Genji?" Angela frowned at the sudden mention.
"No…why?"
"I recently got an odd message. Here." He fumbled out his phone, scowling. Angela sighed, taking from him and following his directions to the message.
"Wir sein da." Angela paused, then smiled.
"It's Genji. He found someone to come along with him here. I'm not sure when he'll arrive, but that sounds hopeful."
"Let's hope it doesn't lead to more trouble."