“I do not think that they have any good intentions then.”
The dragon still sits in his mediation stance , very slowly standing up after casting a glance at the omnic. He listens for another sound - any indication if the sound could be from something more dangerous and if - in case if it was - he needed to transform. He doesn’t wants to , not around Zenyatta at least.
He asks , eyes turning to look at the shambali monk once again with a worried look and a frown on his lips.
He keeps silent. Although he doesn’t want to assume the worst, he agrees that to be prepared for it is the safer state of mind - in this case at the very least. He watches as Genji rises from his position, and extends a hand to him. Be still. Do not rush.
“I recall most of them have left for the village this morning, “ he speaks low, when the noise is gone.
Then, there is the sound of empty metal hitting stone pavement in the corridor. Probably a jar. Concerning nonetheless.
“I will see what this is about. “