[ It’s not all bad then is what he’s hearing. But that doesn’t make it all that good either. He could ask more questions, keep pushing, but… maybe that’s not a conversation for tonight. Not here with the tree, and the lights, and the photos of happy times. Though the next picture in his wallet might not be one she’ll enjoy seeing. He can see the corner of it sticking out, and he knows for a fact which one it is that Ashe will pull out next. ]
Hey—
[ He lays a hand on hers, stalling her progress. ]
The next one, it’s... from Blackwatch. Back before Overwatch imploded.
[ He struggles with what to say next, not wanting to seem like he’s hiding it. He’s not. He wouldn’t mind sharing the memory with her, but he doesn’t want her upset either. Again, he’s stuck wanting to do the right thing and not knowing what that might be. ]
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Hey—
[ He lays a hand on hers, stalling her progress. ]
The next one, it’s... from Blackwatch. Back before Overwatch imploded.
[ He struggles with what to say next, not wanting to seem like he’s hiding it. He’s not. He wouldn’t mind sharing the memory with her, but he doesn’t want her upset either. Again, he’s stuck wanting to do the right thing and not knowing what that might be. ]