Micah blinks, but Betans tend to be direct, so they don't look too put off. They rub their hands on their lab coat and looks at Symmetra inquiringly.

"We do? I mean -- yes, of course." Micah gestures vaguely, nodding. "You know I'm happy to discuss the Star Gate Project any time, but -- perhaps not here."

Not in the middle of the gardens, where just everyone could hear. Maybe somewhere more private.