"Third time?" Jack's brow shoots up in disbelief. He's not thinking about the money. Jack, for all that he's the all-powerful commander of Overwatch, actually doesn't give a fuck about how much money they do or don't spend. That's for the accountants to worry about.
You can't put a price on freedom, or the brave few who risk their lives to keep it.
His jaw works. His own hand aching in sympathy as he clenches his fingers into an overly tight fist, nails cutting into his palm. The wounds will heal in a matter of minutes. Jack has the privilege of designer genetics. Genji doesn't even have the privilege of his own limbs.
"That's completely unacceptable, and it's not nothing." His eyes scan Genji's eyes, and for a moment the the younger Hanamura looks so young, it makes Jack question his own judgment in recruiting him.
But where else would Genji go? Angela seemed to think it was for the best, and Jack didn't question her.
"You're a member of this team, Genji, and entitled to the same standard of care. We don't operate out of a state of the art facility, with the best scientists, doctors, and soldiers, in the world for nothing. People are relying on us to stay strong." Jack doesn't reach out to grab him, they aren't that familiar with each other, yet, but he offers his hand.
"C'mon. Let's get you patched up. You being in rough shape looks bad on me. Can't have that, right? Gotta keep this squeaky-clean image or they won't give us the big dollars." Maybe Jack's playing a little dirty, but it's for a good cause.
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You can't put a price on freedom, or the brave few who risk their lives to keep it.
His jaw works. His own hand aching in sympathy as he clenches his fingers into an overly tight fist, nails cutting into his palm. The wounds will heal in a matter of minutes. Jack has the privilege of designer genetics. Genji doesn't even have the privilege of his own limbs.
"That's completely unacceptable, and it's not nothing." His eyes scan Genji's eyes, and for a moment the the younger Hanamura looks so young, it makes Jack question his own judgment in recruiting him.
But where else would Genji go? Angela seemed to think it was for the best, and Jack didn't question her.
"You're a member of this team, Genji, and entitled to the same standard of care. We don't operate out of a state of the art facility, with the best scientists, doctors, and soldiers, in the world for nothing. People are relying on us to stay strong." Jack doesn't reach out to grab him, they aren't that familiar with each other, yet, but he offers his hand.
"C'mon. Let's get you patched up. You being in rough shape looks bad on me. Can't have that, right? Gotta keep this squeaky-clean image or they won't give us the big dollars." Maybe Jack's playing a little dirty, but it's for a good cause.