Talk to Hana

Quietly, I seek out Hana, the teen who had given her virginity to me only a few days ago. Eventually, I find her staring blankly at the title screen of Overwatch, she is the mascot that just so happens to be on the menu.

"When we win. I'm just going to go back to that aren't I?" Hana said in between sniffles.

I don't even reply. I just sit beside her and hug her, letting the petite Korean cry into my chest. "I won't remember any of this will I? I won't remember this place, I won't remember these girls, I won't remember you" she cries harder when she mentioned me.

"What if we don't win? If we lose, will we get to stay here with you?" Hana sobbed.

"As I far as I know, the only way to lose, is if all seven of us die. And McCree is still dead. I don't think you get to respawn here sweetie" I say softly, stroking her hair. She cries even harder.