No shit, Sherlock. [ she stands up on the couch and puts a foot on its back, leaning toward him, so the couch starts doing the same. d.va balances it on its back legs as she folds and rests her arms on her leg. ] The way you said it made it seem like you were just going through the motions. Like I signed some damn contract to fuck you when I completed the task of not cutting off my own head for a week or something.

[ rolls her eyes. ] Please. I've blown up in your place plenty of times already. I think we're past that.