“Tell me your thoughts, my friend,” I say to Bastion.

They tell me their thoughts.

D.Va’s meka is the largest, fattest flamingo they have ever seen.

They would like to know how long it will take until Ganymede is as tall and beautiful as Mercy.

Torbjorn needs to stop leaving his young unattended in strange places; this is why they die so often. They also want to know who the father is.

They also like Hanzo’s tail feathers, which I can only assume means his hair ribbon.

As it turns out, Bastion thinks anyone who is not an Omnic is just a very large, strange bird.