Yeah, I remember you mentioning that. [He mutters ryely, giving Genji a look that's somewhat unreadable as well. Honestly, he has no idea where they stand and he doubts the cyborg does either.] Just because you save the blade for people worth the effort doesn't make you a hero, y'know.

[But.. he pauses, and sighs.]

I told this to Reaper, he figured it was stupid. But it's.. insight, I guess. Back home, my boss was in charge of New York City. People were afraid to even say my name too loudly. If I walked into a room, people froze; they'd throw themselves at my feet or beg to sleep with me just to gain favor. It's the best life I've ever lived - I was a god, and I didn't even have to put the work into thinking for myself. But out here, I'm just... some asshole. I don't know what to do with myself, I don't know how to behave or... treat people right. And I don't know how to get that power back. I never did it on my own.

I guess my point is I wanna try being more like you. You seem... y'know. At peace.