Momentarily confused, Micah glances back toward the lab, though they don't slow down or stop. It's a gentle pace toward the exit, anyway. They don't want to rush Symmetra, she's...clearly struggling right now. They look back at her, lips pressed together, trying to read her face.
"Where's that?" Micah asks helpfully, or at least, they try to be helpful. They seem to have hit upon a button they didn't even know Symmetra had. Well, five minutes' acquaintance and all that.
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Momentarily confused, Micah glances back toward the lab, though they don't slow down or stop. It's a gentle pace toward the exit, anyway. They don't want to rush Symmetra, she's...clearly struggling right now. They look back at her, lips pressed together, trying to read her face.
"Where's that?" Micah asks helpfully, or at least, they try to be helpful. They seem to have hit upon a button they didn't even know Symmetra had. Well, five minutes' acquaintance and all that.