[ Jerking out of Soldier's hold makes Hanzo stumble forward and he moves towards the shadow before he can even consider anything else. The image of his brother is bright and burning in his eyes and he wants to reach out and smash it to pieces, to see it fall apart and break into a thousand bits in front of him. He doesn't want to see it anymore, and when he reaches to try and touch again his fingers fade through the image of Genji and land to touch on the shadow of himself. ]
I am no fool.
[ But is he? Here he is, standing before an image of himself, shaking with his rage and misspent pain. He wants to reach out and throttle the man he sees before him but he is incapable; he is weighed down by his own knowledge and it makes him feel suffocated and out of sorts, hands shaking before he hisses out a noise. Reaching, his fingers wrap around the other man's throat - and this time the grip stays, the shadow making no movement as Hanzo pushes him back towards one of the bare walls. ]
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I am no fool.
[ But is he? Here he is, standing before an image of himself, shaking with his rage and misspent pain. He wants to reach out and throttle the man he sees before him but he is incapable; he is weighed down by his own knowledge and it makes him feel suffocated and out of sorts, hands shaking before he hisses out a noise. Reaching, his fingers wrap around the other man's throat - and this time the grip stays, the shadow making no movement as Hanzo pushes him back towards one of the bare walls. ]