[ He needs to regulate his breathing before his life support starts thinking he's suffocating. Genji takes a few deep breaths from his stomach and closes his eyes, feeling his eyes continue to prickle.

When he opens them, he sees him crouched on the ground. Without even thinking twice, he kneels down in front of him. ] I told you that honor resides in one's actions. I did not mention forgiveness.

[ Maybe he shouldn't, but he does. It feels like they're fifteen years younger; when Genji would come home and find his brother far too stressed, nearly breaking down... Genji reaches out and wraps his arms around his brother's broad shoulders. He knows he's all metal and harsh edges now, but his touch is gentle. ] All you have done has shown me that you are sorry, brother.