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He complies with her request and quietly leaves the room. She's his now. No need to pressure her any further, she should be able to behave now. Once Gabriel closes the door behind him, Sombra runs into her bedroom and scavenges through her dresser. There's several bottles of alcohol that she's been collecting since joining Talon. Sombra knew working for Reyes would drive her insane, having a drink from time to time would hopefully ease the pain.

Sliding down to the floor, Sombra drowns herself in alcohol. Anything to make the thoughts of him disappear. If she could drink away his existence she would. She has no life having to serve him.

After downing several bottles, she struggles to get up to her feet. Maybe some fresh air will help soothe the annoying headache she has. Sombra wobbles her way out of her room and around base while carrying the next bottle of alcohol she's determined to finish. She doesn't make it outside however. Sombra is spotted by Doomfist and is approached by him shortly after. She continues to walk down the hallway and pretend as though their eyes never met.

Doomfist grabs Sombra by her shoulder and turns her around to look at him. "Sombra, it's been quite some time since I've seen you. Why haven't you notified anyone about your absences?" Doomfist didn't truly notice her appearance until looking directly at her face. Her eyes are bloodshot and her face is flushed of all color. He doesn't receive a response out of her. "Um…would you like to speak privately in my room?" Doomfist does recognize that something is wrong with her, something that probably can't be discussed out in the open. Sombra nods her head vigorously and wraps one of her arms around his while carrying her bottle of alcohol in the other. She's a bit too close for comfort, but he escorts her to his room.

As soon as Sombra lays eyes on a seat in his room she plops down. She doesn't want to talk to him, but she has to.

"So," Doomfist begins as he stands and questions her from a distance, "Why have you missed the several missions you have been summoned on? I understand that you are still relatively new here, but you seemed fine in the beginning. What's changed?"

"Nothing's 'changed,'" she replies, "I've been fucked up this entire time!" Sombra fades in and out of hysterical laughter at her own answer. The minimal amount of concern that is usually on Doomfist's face slowly grows. Is this really the woman that can hack into anything she pleases? He pieces together Sombra's strange demeanor due to the strange drink in her hand. He doesn't ask if she's been drinking or not, he decides to listen with a strained smile. "What is that supposed to mean?" The bald man scratches his head in confusion. She slams her hands down on the chair's arm rests and gulps hard trying to breathe. "That asshole happened!" Her voice breaks while she tries to finish her sentence. "That asshole Gabriel Reyes!" She swings her arms out and open as if something wonderful has happened. Her voice is barely coherent, but Doomfist understands.

"What has he done to you exactly?" Doomfist regrets initiating a conversation with Sombra. Whatever is wrong with her is obviously of her own doing.

Her slurred speech continues as she yells, "He's kidnapped me! Isn't that obvious?" Sombra has assumed everyone knows that she is suffering, but they are pretending nothing is wrong. "Why would someone like me even want to be here?!" She stands and almost falls to the floor, but catches herself. Doomfist backs further away from her. It's a powerful accusation she's just made and he's not all too certain whether or not to believe her. He remains silent as he watches her struggle with herself.

Several minutes of painful silence exist between the two before Gabriel Reyes shows up at the room. He revisited Sombra's room hoping to find her there so they could chat. Instead he found the many empty bottles of alcohol and swiftly made his way around base trying to find her. Unfortunately, by the time he stopped by Doomfist's room it was too late. He wanted to prevent something…like this. Intervening this situation, Gabriel wraps his arm around her throat and drags her out of Doomfist's room in a matter of seconds. Doomfist had no time to react to what has just happened. He supposes that he will have to question Reaper on his relationship with Sombra later.

As Sombra gets dragged down the halls of Talon's base, she flails her arms around, alcohol still in hand, wishing to be let go of, but Reyes only releases her once she is inside of his room. She falls to the floor and drops her drink as the door is closed.

"You can't be serious Sombra," Reyes says with anger boiling inside of him; he is almost disappointed in her behavior. She is wasted and has made a fool of herself and him within a couple of hours. It's a ritual for her. He swore her understanding of their deal should have prevented her from straying from his guidance or doing anything as outrageous as this…

Struggling to get back up, Sombra mumbles to herself, "You're a mess Gabe." He hears the quiet insult. "Excuse me?" his masked face tilts to the side inquiring her message. "You're a fucking murderer!" she shouts. The feelings she's retained after that man's death have remained with her. Gabriel rolls his eyes. Haven't they had this conversation before? "You're the real mess between the both of us. Some people have to die. You should know that by now." He refuses to sympathize with her.

"For what?" she utters. "Your sick ideals?" She points her finger at him trying to probe at his chest, but he promptly steps out of the way. She stumbles.

Reyes sighs, "Give me a break. The situation you're in isn't a surprise to anyone, but yourself." Apparently she gets dumber when she's drunk.

Sombra balls her hands into fists and faces Gabriel again. Running into him, she hits his chest repeatedly while shouting, "You're the reason I'm here in the first place. All of the pain I've been carrying is from being trapped here with you!" Allowing her own speech to slow down, Sombra stops and analyzes the room she is in. Gabriel's room. The place where that man died. Everything is suspiciously clean, as if the murder never happened. Where's the body? Sombra rests her head into her hands, "Oh God, what did you do with his remains?" Sombra can't believe how fast he moved on from this. He is devoid of all soul.

"Why? Are you going to cry over them?" he smirks under his mask. Repulsed by his answer, Sombra grabs the bottle of alcohol she dropped on the floor once she entered the room. If she drinks some more, maybe his voice will go away. Gabriel is taken back by how bothered she is by the man's death. It's almost comical. The corner of his mouth twitches. She's' pathetic.

Gabriel snatches the bottle of alcohol away from her and throws it towards the wall. "Cool it Sombra!" She's frustrating him. Sombra watches as the bottle flies past her. It shatters on impact. With a blank face she asks him, "You trying to be scary?" That question might actually be something from her usual conscious. She's been holding back her actual thoughts of him. He doesn't respond to her.

Making her way to standing again, she continues, "All you're good at is making shitty plans that make people miserable. If you were smart you would know by now those files I looked into didn't have shit in them!"

Now she's talking out of her ass, great. He kicks the side of her leg, making her fall back down to the floor. "Useless wreck," Reyes walks out of his room leaving Sombra on the floor. There's no helping someone that refuses to help themselves.