His hand finds hers and squeezes it gently, knowing what she's promising wordlessly. Again, he thinks, she's one of the kindest people he knows, even as she's fiercely protective as well.
He knows, from Zenyatta, that staying kind in the face of unkindness is a skill that takes years to master - one that Genji can not say he's mastered fully either.
"You have done so much for the both of us. Sometimes I feel there are not enough words or actions to thank you with."
And that's beyond his own feelings for her - he owes her his life, even as she's constantly reminded him he owes her nothing.
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He knows, from Zenyatta, that staying kind in the face of unkindness is a skill that takes years to master - one that Genji can not say he's mastered fully either.
"You have done so much for the both of us. Sometimes I feel there are not enough words or actions to thank you with."
And that's beyond his own feelings for her - he owes her his life, even as she's constantly reminded him he owes her nothing.