[ they didn't have many people in their old life that Genji would have ever called good, which says a lot about the kind of man that Reyes must have once been. (Hanzo can't help but feel something bitter in the back of his throat, perhaps even jealous, for the fact that someone else won Genji's respect when Father could never hold it.)

he doesn't know that kind of betrayal, himself; can't imagine how any of the people whose orders he followed could have betrayed him, can't think of a single action that he would consider a betrayal. but whatever the dynamic of Genji's relationship to Reyes, it's clear that Genji is hurt by it, and that's all that matters here. ]

I believe you. [ he grips Genji's shoulder with one hand, sincere in his grave, weighted way. ] I am sorry that he is no longer as you remember.

[ both of them could probably climb back down from the roof if they had to, but right now, Hanzo is tired enough to take the easier path as long as the building isn't locked up for the night. he turns towards the door for the stairwell and waits for Genji to fall into step with him. ]

And believe me, I will keep my distance. Now that I am... thinking more clearly— it is good that I did not have my bow with me when he and I spoke.

[ it would have been insanity, to try and fight Reaper, and he would have done it anyway because he wouldn't have been able to hold himself back from it. Genji had provoked him just the same, back in Hanamura; listening to Reaper was even worse, having him go after the new and tenuous bond with Genji as well as tearing open Hanzo's old wounds. ]