This is the last face he'd expected to see. Their last meeting had been in his terms. They'd fought again, but that's familiar. He watches Hanzo notice him, and his brother gets the first word.

It's a bit different when he can disappear into the night. Here, they're trapped on this ship together. He immediately recognizes that. Maybe- just maybe, it'll be for the better. Maybe this is good. He smiles behind his mask, almost hearing that hopeful thought in Zenyattas voice.

"Anija." His voice is soft as he turns to face him, palms turned out, a show of peace. "I... did not expect to see you here as well."

Then again, Reinhardt is here too. He tries to quell the anxiety tensing his body, let himself flow with the situation. He doesn't particularly like feeling cornered like this though. The ship is a little claustrophobic compared to the vastness of Nepal or even the Overwatch base.

What does he say now? Right.

"Have you thought since our last meeting?"