[Jack, predictably, chooses not to address the way she pinpoints his own hypocrisies with deadly accuracies. She knows him better than he knows himself, most times. It’s almost ridiculous how easily she still manages to cut to the quick of him. Of course it wasn’t simple for her. They all have baggage, and he needs to stop acting like his is the most important.

But it’s easier to talk about whatever Winston and Lena think is a good idea, so he acquiesces and takes a seat next to her, leaning forward a little to scrub a hand through his hair. He sighs audibly.]

They don’t know what they’re doing.

[That’s the thing—the museum proved that well enough. Their enemies are greater than they know, and Winston’s idealism will only get them so far. 76 is almost angry at his younger self, for instilling that in him in the first place. If they want to restart Overwatch, they can’t do it with the knowledge of who he is now or what he’s doing. Better for them to have their statues and plaques and memory of him. Better to have hope, not anger—that’s for old soldiers like him. The path he’s walking is one of revenge, and it only leads one place.]

The UN won’t let it go on much longer. Next stunt they pull’s gonna land them in maximum security.