If Jack was honest with himself, he was way in over his head here. Not only had you proved to be a thorn in Talon's side, but Overwatch's as well. Not that he was affiliated with either nowadays. Even entire nations were in disarray at your presence. There seemed to be destruction left everywhere you wandered, aimless and devastating. And while the world was in a panic to explain thos lone entity, he

He insisted on heading into the field himself, not as Commander Morrison - not anymore - but as the vigilante Soldier: 76. Jack had to talk to you himself to find your motive, your values, if any. No backup. No distractions. He needed trust above all.

"How long did you plan on keeping this up?" He wondered, head cocked to the side as his voice thundered within the space he'd located you, visor glowing red and targeted to your form.