Junkrat stares at him for a beat-- and then he laughs, the sound cold and hard. It's not like his battlefield laughter of manic joy at all-- it's a cruel sound, wielded like a knife.

"You bet you have. What's a thing like you doin' pretending to be people, huh? Actin' like you're everybody's buddy, like you got a brain in there." Another cackle, the sound crackling in the air. "If you had a brain, you sure wouldn't be here talkin' ta me right now!"