He listens to her, attentively, chuckling at parts but eventually going quiet. He is well aware of Hanzo's need for atonement, of course, of the grief and self-punishment. He supposes that is better than still being happy Genji was injured.
He remembers soft words after the attack, the feeling of tears from another. He is not sure he will ever be able to ask Hanzo what he said to a man he thought dying.
He takes a deep breath, though.
"He is doing better. Not perfectly, of course, but better. I understand that need for sabotage - it is something he has done with me and several others. As if believing showing the most monstrous parts of himself will drive those who sympathize away."
He shakes his head a little. "It will not and is not easy. But it is something I am willing to work on."
That breath he takes has her leaning more of her weight on him, head on his shoulder as they watch the next scene of the dance in slow motion, knowing him well by now. He'd remembered something. The centering breaths she'd taught him were perfected by actual monks, later in his life, and it works so much smoother for him now. Just one inhale, one exhale. She's glad for that, as well. For all the ways he's improved and walked forward.
"Mm, I can wrap my mind about it as well, much as I wish he would find kindness for himself. You'd written your feelings about him to me before. I'm glad that he's allowing you in, in return, and beginning to accept your feelings. I've tried to be here for him myself."
It wasn't an easy thing to do, but she had already seen how much pain and grief he had been through over the years, and with no knowledge of the other side and no one to help him... She understood enough to let Genji's forgiveness soothe her own ire, and allow herself to continue the tentative friendship they'd began when they first met. She knew he was a man who was suffering from the very moment she saw him, and then he'd shown her other sides of himself along the way, trusted in her— she couldn't help but want to return that trust.
Angela would never turn him away. This is her way of letting Genji know she'd already experienced his worse behaviors and that she would be helping him, too. Hanzo, and Genji, would never be alone in this.
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.
Genji finds her hand and slender fingers splay to allow his between them, covering the back of his hand with her other. Angela's had practice in maintaining her kindness. So often that unkindness comes from those who are injured and hurting, lashing out— she could never be hurt or allow herself to be upset with people who were struggling already. That's where Hanzo is, even if the wounds weren't physical. Besides, his attempts at lashing out have been pale at best.
"You've already given me plenty, in both regards."
Angela knows she has his affection and his trust, his gratitude. She knows he's done everything in his power to make the best of the life she'd saved. That's all she'd ever ask of him is to treat it well this time. All she ever wants for those that pass beneath her hands is to see them living a fulfilling life. Getting that second chance. He's given her all that and more by making her a part of it.
It's a difficult thing to put into words. So when the demonstration ends and the lesson begins, she's one of the first rising to her feet and offering him her hand up. It's time to learn their dance.
They share a connection that Genji will always find hard to define, if someone asks. Yes, there is the aspect of doctor and patient - but it goes beyond that, beyond just the care of a doctor for someone injured.
There is a true love, caring, in all of her actions. Something she gives to everyone who passes through her care, something that had stunned him, unsure of how it could be real, when he was in pain.
Zenyatta and she are the reasons that Genji is here today. That he can have it inside himself to forgive his brother.
Instead of trying to articulate it further, he squeezes her hand again and leans against her. When she rises and offers her hand, he takes it, standing with her and putting his mask back on over his face.
It's enough. More than. They have the understanding of what the other means to them, where they fit in each other's lives, and that's all they needed. So they watch the rest of the demonstration in peace and the warmth of the other pressed to their side, and when it's time to stand, he's taking her hand and allowing her to help him up as he covers a scarred face once more and she presses a kiss to the snout of the mask.
A twirl under his arm, grinning, and she drags him right off to start practicing. They'll always be able to uncover that happiness in one another, she thinks.
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He remembers soft words after the attack, the feeling of tears from another. He is not sure he will ever be able to ask Hanzo what he said to a man he thought dying.
He takes a deep breath, though.
"He is doing better. Not perfectly, of course, but better. I understand that need for sabotage - it is something he has done with me and several others. As if believing showing the most monstrous parts of himself will drive those who sympathize away."
He shakes his head a little. "It will not and is not easy. But it is something I am willing to work on."
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"Mm, I can wrap my mind about it as well, much as I wish he would find kindness for himself. You'd written your feelings about him to me before. I'm glad that he's allowing you in, in return, and beginning to accept your feelings. I've tried to be here for him myself."
It wasn't an easy thing to do, but she had already seen how much pain and grief he had been through over the years, and with no knowledge of the other side and no one to help him... She understood enough to let Genji's forgiveness soothe her own ire, and allow herself to continue the tentative friendship they'd began when they first met. She knew he was a man who was suffering from the very moment she saw him, and then he'd shown her other sides of himself along the way, trusted in her— she couldn't help but want to return that trust.
Angela would never turn him away. This is her way of letting Genji know she'd already experienced his worse behaviors and that she would be helping him, too. Hanzo, and Genji, would never be alone in this.
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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.
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"You've already given me plenty, in both regards."
Angela knows she has his affection and his trust, his gratitude. She knows he's done everything in his power to make the best of the life she'd saved. That's all she'd ever ask of him is to treat it well this time. All she ever wants for those that pass beneath her hands is to see them living a fulfilling life. Getting that second chance. He's given her all that and more by making her a part of it.
It's a difficult thing to put into words. So when the demonstration ends and the lesson begins, she's one of the first rising to her feet and offering him her hand up. It's time to learn their dance.
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There is a true love, caring, in all of her actions. Something she gives to everyone who passes through her care, something that had stunned him, unsure of how it could be real, when he was in pain.
Zenyatta and she are the reasons that Genji is here today. That he can have it inside himself to forgive his brother.
Instead of trying to articulate it further, he squeezes her hand again and leans against her. When she rises and offers her hand, he takes it, standing with her and putting his mask back on over his face.
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A twirl under his arm, grinning, and she drags him right off to start practicing. They'll always be able to uncover that happiness in one another, she thinks.