"A brownie for dinner. Looks delicious, amiga," she said, taking a seat across from Raven. Sombra enjoyed going through the network, picking and choosing filtered and locked posts to read on a whim. Especially when she was bored.
Leaning across the table, close enough to get a healthy whiff of the tea, Sombra smiled at Raven. "Should be easy enough on the tummy. Wouldn't want to upset it, si?" Sitting back, her legs crossed, Sombra rubbed against her own stomach with a smirk.
Oh, yes. There were things that she knew. That she could see even when she wasn't really trying.