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Hana was standing at his door, gently knocking. She knew that he had said something about having his kid around last night. Yet he did also say to still swing by his room in the morning and they could all get breakfast together.

After standing there for about two minutes, she carefully pushes the door open and pokes her head in. A soft smile crossed her face when she saw Lú was out cold and Ada was playing with her plushies and babbling at her resting father.

Hana stepped inside, closing the door behind her, before making her way over to Ada. If Lú needed the sleep, surely she could entertain Ada for a little while.

“It is a trapping of human nature to attribute widespread change to a few charismatic, but imperfect leaders. The world at large tends to forget that even symbols of peace are individuals with limited perspectives; it is impossible for any one person to solve the world’s problems, but that will not stop the people around them from asking.” He cocked his head. “Of course, omnics are also not immune to this logic.”

“You are correct to say that certain discussions warrant the input from other voices who know better, but the difference between them and you...is that you have an audience. You speak, and people listen. They see you as the hero they wish you to be, and not the hero that you are.” He placed a comforting hand on Lucio’s shoulder, warm and reassuring. 

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“While it might seem strange to you, I do understand why people see you this way. It is the same for me and the Shambali. While our intentions and worlds might be different, the thing we face is the same.”

Every friday morning, he and Lucio spent the morning together doing yoga. After Zenyatta’s daily morning meditation with Genji, ofcourse. Both of them were in the Bow pose, Zenyatta’s head turned to watch Lucio.

“You have a small amount of fame. Fans. People adore and admire you. So they listen to what you say, follow and heed your words. If you say that you are for omnic rights, so are they. But while that may be a blessing, it is also a curse.”

They switched to the half-tortoise pose, Zenyatta still talking.

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