[ Not a lot of people know her by her real name in this place (not yet, at least, so when a clear voice rings out through the crowd addressing her by her surname, Hana snaps to attention. She looks down in the direction where the voice came from, and--
This woman looks very, very familiar.
By the time Hana was born and was growing up, Overwatch was already nearing the end of its golden days. But that doesn't mean she was completely oblivious to them. Even if her priorities laid elsewhere, she would've had to been living under a very heavy rock not to know about them. So it takes her a second of squinting at the other woman, but sure enough in time, her face brightens with recognition. ]
Hey! You're Mercy!
[ --but, also, hey, that's Mercy. What is she doing here? Or is it Mercy? ]
FOR REAL THO when will blizzard let us live
This woman looks very, very familiar.
By the time Hana was born and was growing up, Overwatch was already nearing the end of its golden days. But that doesn't mean she was completely oblivious to them. Even if her priorities laid elsewhere, she would've had to been living under a very heavy rock not to know about them. So it takes her a second of squinting at the other woman, but sure enough in time, her face brightens with recognition. ]
Hey! You're Mercy!
[ --but, also, hey, that's Mercy. What is she doing here? Or is it Mercy? ]