Behind the Back and Under the Table
Amélie finally gets a chance to return the clothes Angela gave her as she heads to a nightclub in London. She sits at the bar and sets the parcel on the counter.
Tracer sits beside her. "You're not the most popular here, you know?"
"I couldn't care less. Just make sure the package is delivered." Amélie slides the parcel to Tracer.
"Why don't you just give it to her yourself, Amélie?"
"You know that's not an option. Talon would find out."
"Let them. You don't have to work for them. Come back to us. Help us fight them."
"You wouldn't understand."
"I understand that if they notice you sneaking away, then they'll have the drop on you."
"I guess I'm the foolish girl then." Amélie gets up and leaves. As she's flying back, Sombra materializes visibly.
"Well well. Aren't you special."
Amélie looks at her. "So, you've been following me."
"You don't sound surprised."
"I knew it'd be you. Who better to watch me after getting me back from Overwatch?"
"Heh. I guess this is you deciding to give up and go against Talon on your own. You really are the foolish one, aren't you?" Sombra calls Talon Headquarters. "Status Update: Widowmaker was… getting some info on the enemy. Out."
Amélie looks at Sombra in surprise. "Why?"
"Don't get me wrong, I am not doing this for free."
"What do you want then?"
"I love making lots of friends, especially friends with connections."
"So that's it? You want me to advocate for you for Talon?"
"Talon? Ha! I know very well that they have a skewed sense of the word friend. No. I want your connection with Overwatch. If they were to, let's say, capture me, I know I have a very strong friend to help me out. At the same time, I keep you out of Talon prison. What do you say?"
"Very well then, ami."