His hand went from his hat to the back of his head, rubbing some inkling of guilt away. Now he definitely needed to do his best on this date, especially since Pyro had apparently taken his offer very seriously. Sniper couldn't back out now, either: his pride wouldn't let him.

And honestly, he'd let down his teammate before his own pride. He only had to deal with one of those for the rest of his life, after all.

"Sniper," he offered immediately, wondering in the instant that followed if he should have given her some semblance of a real name. He decided against it -- this was just a date, and he didn't want her telling her cousin his real name by accident. A name was a dangerous thing in his line of work, as he'd found out the moment the company had threatened his parents to keep him from discussing his contract.

A fake name was easier. Less attachment. "Just Sniper is fine," he concluded, taking her hand and giving it a shake. " I, er. Got us a reservation, if ya don't mind dinner."