[Ana had been hoping they'd dropped this back at the gate of Hakim's compound, but perhaps she should have known better. It's easy for her to pick up on the tone in his words; she'd had years to learn Jack Morrison as his second, figure out when he was hurt but attempting to set it aside or hide it 'for the greater good'. She doesn't respond right away, giving up her plan on packing up in favor of finding a comfortable spot to sit, since apparently they're going to have a Talk.

That's fine. They should probably kill some time before they properly head out anyway, reduce risk of being scouted for by any of Hakim's forces that may have made it through the assault.]

I failed, Jack.

[She says it without hesitation or reservation, looking Jack straight in the face, or mask, as she says it. She's had time to accept what happened that day. At this point it's an unfortunate fact, names and faces she'll carry with her and try to do better for.]

I let people die on my watch. People who were relying on me to protect them. I needed time to recover and realize that it didn't mean it was time to pack it in.

[Her steady eye contact has another, more subtle point to it. Given his new identity, she's fairly certain he knows more about what she's saying than he'd care to admit, what with being too busy trying to take potshots at her instead. So she'll make her point with one of her own.]

Have you told Reinhardt that you're alive? Or Angela?