[ as soon as he hears Genji rushing up the side of the building, Hanzo startles to his feet, turning just in time to see his brother come over the ledge. and whatever he might have said to preempt Genji, anything he would have used to try and cut this off at the pass for fear of the uncertainty of not knowing why Genji cares so much about this — all of that dies in his throat when the entire helmet comes off.
it isn't something he could articulate, or even process clearly, but he thinks... he thinks that for the first time, it really hits him that this is Genji. that Genji is alive, and grown, and here. ]
You— [ his own voice croaks. ] There... was nothing to protect me from, Genji. He did nothing to me.
[ only words, and true ones at that. it wasn't Reaper's place to comment on any of that, and Hanzo had been clinging to his anger for that, but in the end he can't say that it wasn't deserved. it's the lashing he'd been expecting from Jesse McCree all this time; people who have the right to feel any protectiveness over Genji.
and the possibility that Genji could ever want to protect him from anything at all, which is so far from possible it isn't even worth considering as the truth. ]
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it isn't something he could articulate, or even process clearly, but he thinks... he thinks that for the first time, it really hits him that this is Genji. that Genji is alive, and grown, and here. ]
You— [ his own voice croaks. ] There... was nothing to protect me from, Genji. He did nothing to me.
[ only words, and true ones at that. it wasn't Reaper's place to comment on any of that, and Hanzo had been clinging to his anger for that, but in the end he can't say that it wasn't deserved. it's the lashing he'd been expecting from Jesse McCree all this time; people who have the right to feel any protectiveness over Genji.
and the possibility that Genji could ever want to protect him from anything at all, which is so far from possible it isn't even worth considering as the truth. ]