[ McCree hasn't received the recall order yet; doesn't know about Winston's efforts to restart Overwatch. The Genji he remembers was often angry and sullen, a man rarely at peace with himself. A good man, nevertheless, and someone McCree considered his friend--his family, even. He knows that Genji went wandering in Nepal, seeking ways to accept himself, but he hasn't heard much news. Too busy running from his own troubles.
But now some of Genji's troubles are here, right in front of him. McCree's eyes are dark, not necessarily with outright dislike, but with a certain degree of wariness. Suspicion. This was a man who had tried to kill his own kin. A man who had done a pretty thorough job of it, as McCree recalls. He forces ease into his posture; loosens up his limbs. He needs to take care. ]
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[ McCree hasn't received the recall order yet; doesn't know about Winston's efforts to restart Overwatch. The Genji he remembers was often angry and sullen, a man rarely at peace with himself. A good man, nevertheless, and someone McCree considered his friend--his family, even. He knows that Genji went wandering in Nepal, seeking ways to accept himself, but he hasn't heard much news. Too busy running from his own troubles.
But now some of Genji's troubles are here, right in front of him. McCree's eyes are dark, not necessarily with outright dislike, but with a certain degree of wariness. Suspicion. This was a man who had tried to kill his own kin. A man who had done a pretty thorough job of it, as McCree recalls. He forces ease into his posture; loosens up his limbs. He needs to take care. ]
He told me about you.