They've been taken somewhere outside of time. And just them, alone among their friends and colleagues, not Ganymede and not Tracer or Winston, who have past experience solving similar problems and might have a better idea how to get back.

They tilt their head at a quizzical angle and look back over at her when she chooses that particular phrasing to describe her disorientation, the oddness of it sticking out enough to interrupt their mounting panic at the thought of being trapped outside the spacetime continuum on a ship full of humans without their friend to snap them out of it if their combat protocols reactivate.

// "Systems"?