“ you’d be surprised – grafitti was one of the few things i never bothered with. ”
he laughs at that, tilting his head down to watch her hands. her fingers linger and he curls his fingers some, watching her thumb brush over the bolted joint of his index finger.
he makes a mental note to pick up more sweets for her – her favorites, of course, and perhaps some different ones for her to try. when she asks her questions, he mulls over the answers for a moment.
“ i shouldn’t be gone as long this time. the next mission i’ll be sent on isn’t going to involve fighting. “ he could only hope, of course. “ master zenyatta was happy to see me; he told me to send you his well wishes. my brother and i….progress is slow. we didn’t speak much, but it’s less awkward to be around him. ”
‘ i don’t think i can believe that, i’ve been told you were a mischevious little thing. ’
her lips betray the amusement she tries to shove down, curling up higher as she grows more and more fond of him. it is not often she initiates affection, her skin was thick and her heart was guarded. but he was always got under the scales of her armor, and lodged himself firmly in her heart, creating affection and love evermore.
‘ sometimes it’s hard...i wish that i could knock your heards together --- you and that brother of yours. does he not see...that you love him? that you forgive him. ’ she sighs, dipping her head briefly. forehead settling against the smooth metal of his shoulder. ‘ i’m glad that zenyatta is fine, too. that frail thing; he worries me, it’s almost as if i look at him he’ll just break. ’
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