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[Little does she know...there is already the makings of a tea farm here. They'll get to that soon enough, but Jack and Ana have already had this conversation when they decided on the farm. Between security details and mercenary work, Jack isn't going to have time to full-time manage a place like this, so small, part-time things like tea plants and the bees seem to be a good compromise.

And, hey. No rent, but Ana is right. Stopping is not easy. Jack has a mission to complete,
and sitting around waiting for his number to come up is going to drive him crazy sooner rather than later.]

This is not exactly what I had in mind when I thought about retirement.

[Read: he doesn't think about retirement.]

Something to call you, then. Doesn't have to be your name.

[ He knows that game. ]

Yeah! It's...it's real hard when you're all alone.

[There's a brief pause, and Frisk's expression closes off for a few moments before they perk back up.]

Um, you already got told about how th' Ingress an' stuff works, right?

[ Look her lunch is only so long... ]

It's all right, it happens. It's a result of— well, many things, but let's leave it to the function of the technology bringing us here. To pluck someone from their world, from their time, is like removing a section of a train track. When we're returned home we have to be placed back in the same position we were taken from or the train won't continue on as it should.

I wasn't aware you had left, quite honestly, but if that was the case and you've arrived once more, it's normal not to remember. I am sorry there is little more I can say; I scarcely ever saw you and can't offer more than information on this place.

If there's anything I can help answer for you... I'm afraid I can't leave in the middle of my shift, now, but... is someone going to meet you?

[ She could arrange that much, at least, and hope they can fill her in on the going-ons. ]

( This explanation is one that Ana appreciates - the detail of it said in a way that even though the concept is still quite strange Ana is able to grasp what Angela means. How it's possible... she doesn't have an answer but perhaps one day )

Someone is coming, but perhaps we can still talk after. You might still have something else to offer.

( Might being definitely. Angela would definitely have different pieces of information to offer than Jack would, and even though the reunion isn't quite the same for both of them Ana would still like to see her again -- to just talk normally )

I have not. It sounds important.

Ana will work.

( Is it her name is it not )

Hah. You should be glad this is all it is.

( She's been there, it was exactly as awful as they'd always thought it would be. Death tended to come before retirement in their plans -- they wouldn't stop until their mission was complete and their mission seemed to never be complete )

It could be a lot worse.

( There could be no farm to keep him busy )

( SIGH )

I think here you can sort something out.

( LOOK you don't need to be an outlaw. Or you can outlaw and have somewhere to live whatever )

You sound like you're speaking from experience.

[They've done a fair bit of catching up, but the years Ana spent in hiding are still a bit of a mystery to him. He knows her well enough to make a few guesses, but he could probably stand to hear it straight from her.]

After I was shot I spent some time recovering.

( Recovering, dwelling.... wallowing. She had guilt, and pain, and there had been more recovery than just with her eye )

You could say it was retirement. It was not so pleasant a time.

[ Based on what Snake's heard? He's relatively certain that it is. It's not that hard to put the pieces together. Angela had told him about a member of Overwatch, Ana Amari, and even that she was here among the crew. Given that she's asking for Jack, that more or less cements it for him. ]

Your reputation precedes you.

[ Now he gets to be the vague one. ]

And what does it say?

( Like she doesn't know )

[ Time to lock this down. Snake isn't in the business of sharing secrets, and it seems like Overwatch (or the remnants of it, anyway) has plenty of them. ]

You were a high-ranked member of Overwatch. Worked alongside Gabriel Reyes and Jack Morrison.

( Smart man )

Continue.

[So did Jack--he'd been in no shape to get up and move after pulling himself out of the rubble, and had spent a not insubstantial amount of time in a safehouse trying to recover. It had given him plenty of opportunity to watch the dismantling of Overwatch in real time, something that played a large part in his decision to stay dead.

He imagines that Ana went through something very similar.]

Where did you go?

I know you're older now than you were in the photos I saw, and that you're a skilled sniper. That's about all that Angela told me.

[ Fine, he'll play his hand. As far as he knows, there's no reason for the two of them to have any beef. ]

[ She's long-since grown used to explaining abstract and difficult concepts in something easier to digest— has put it into practice even in this place, trying to explain the hard light technology of her wings to Snake being her most recent example. Someone she trusted to divulge such a thing to, having fought alongside him in her suit. The first time she'd ever brought it out in this place, really. Medical procedures, health problems, technology or scientific discovery— it may be an odd skill to have, but it is one she's put to use often.

Her meaning seems to be understood when Ana prompts no further, and Angela simply nods with a hum of acknowledgment. ]

I'm glad for that, then. I'll look forward to seeing you again soon. You know how to reach me now, and... well, if you find your house, we were neighbors in the farmlands. I'm the second lot.

[ Knowing who Jack is, now, was likely to put a new spin on their interactions. She'll be interested to see how things pan out herself; perhaps they can be as they once were, or near enough to it. Friendly. ]

[ SHRUG. ]

Yeah, maybe. Ain't real concerned, either way.

Egypt.

( It shouldn't be surprising -- it was home, somewhere she'd long fought to protect. It wasn't the only place that ana had been over the years, and not the first place she'd gone to, but it was the most important )

It felt different, but necessary.

( Ah, Angela. Knowing the woman means that she would have had to have trusted the man to share such information. Ana's curiosity now falls to why )

Angela told you correctly, but I am not the sniper I once was.

( Bullshit. She never needed the enhancement of her eye to be a good sniper )

Easy to hide close to home.

[Home. He can understand it—but Jack didn’t get back to the states until long after Overwatch was shut down, and he hasn’t set foot in Indiana for years. Even before the Moira, he never stayed in one place to long, cutting a path across the American midwest to Colorado then south to Mexico.

Then, he’d dropped everything to get to Egypt. It shows on his wanted posters, the international something to be vaguely proud of, maybe, if only for the fact it means he’s a thorn in the sides of people the world over.

There is, however, one thing he'd like her to know.]

I went back. I looked for you until they made me stop.

[Because the last thing he wants is for her to think that he abandoned her--gave up.]

That sounds quite wonderful.

( And, perhaps, a little friendly too. It would be nice, to sit and be able to properly talk to Angela -- to not only know what she knew but to talk as they may have once done. If they still could )

حتى وقت لاحق، يا صديقي.

( SON sort yourself out before someone else does )

I would be. Perhaps an old friend would wish to visit.

( She gives a hum, a mild agreement with his words. It had been easy to hide, and that had been exactly her intention. She had wanted to disappear, struck by failure, embarrassment -- self pity. Those were more the things that Ana had felt in the aftermath -- much pain, and regret, and though she had thought of those that she had left behind she hadn't thought about how much they would have looked for her.

No, that was a lie. Ana knew Jack too well to ever believe that he wouldn't look for her, which was why she'd hidden as well as she had. Ana had known that Jack would have searched, that he could have found her and helped if she'd allowed him too, but she'd felt vulnerable -- more vulnerable than he'd seen before, and more than she'd wanted them to know )

I didn't want to be found.

( Which she supposes he knows now since she hadn't actually been dead. After the explosion... sadly Ana can't say that she'd given the same search for him. She'd asked questions, tried to find the information but doing so without revealing her own status had made her search less in depth. It wasn't until more recently when she'd sought him out, when she'd been ready, that she'd truly gotten her answer )

I don't know that I can explain it.

( Or that she wants to. Their trust had ran deep, still did, but how did you explain wanting to be dead? Or how she'd felt )

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