"If anyone asks, there were at least twenty," Winston rumbled as he set his stance, glowering at the scarecrows. It was trouble, of course, but it always ways something, wasn't it?

"Good to see you too, Jesse. What do you think, should we talk or give them a little taste of what Overwatch can do?"

He may be popping those big knuckles. Maybe. This could be good, harmless fun.