[There's no way for them to confirm it, short of asking their mysterious guest- and she doubts he's going to let her get away a second time.]

I've made enemies, Genji, but none that have tried to kill me. Steal my work, slander me, yes...[She's not even sure Doctor O'Deorain would stoop to something like attempted murder- never mind that they hadn't spoken in years. It was just unlikely that it was her... but if not, then who?

When she's satisfied with his wound she turns her staff off and leans against the battered wall with a tired sigh, shyly reaching out to tug him closer.]

I suppose it could be anyone with a grudge against Overwatch. [Unlike many former agents, Angela hadn't exactly tried to hide herself after Overwatch disbanded. A guilty look crosses her face as she thinks about how easy it must have been to find her- and how all she had done is gotten more people hurt.] If he really was here for me, I'm more dangerous to these people than I am helpful...

[A memory of the confrontation flickers in her mind and she glances up at him, her brow furrowed:] Did you... know him? He spoke as if he knew you.