[Momentum carries Zenyatta down from the railings and into a warm embrace with only the gentlest bump as they come chest-to-chest, his feet skimming the ground rather than truly touching it in his haste. There is something wonderful in knowing that the pleasure that surges through him at the contact does not come simply from the whims of the moon: he has missed this.]
And you.
[Somewhat reluctantly he puts a little space between them, hands resting still on Genji's shoulders, only to find that his arms make for an excellent bridge if one is of a certain size...]
Ramen! How are you, little one? [There's no way he can resist petting her with one crooked finger under her chin and another along her back, even if it does mean relinquishing his hold on Genji.] As beautiful as ever, I see. Have you been behaving yourself?
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And you.
[Somewhat reluctantly he puts a little space between them, hands resting still on Genji's shoulders, only to find that his arms make for an excellent bridge if one is of a certain size...]
Ramen! How are you, little one? [There's no way he can resist petting her with one crooked finger under her chin and another along her back, even if it does mean relinquishing his hold on Genji.] As beautiful as ever, I see. Have you been behaving yourself?