#tactical-offense

“Hmm...”

Fine. She released his chin from her grip and stepped away. “Of course. What a lady would treat their humble guests poorly?” 

“Alright. Well. In that case. What is YOUR middle name, Lacroix?”

“I’m not ashamed. Just bitter.”

Scared

The cyborg started, taken aback by the question, and more specifically by Soldier 76′s choice of word. Having been blaming fatigue and impatience for the pit in his guts this whole time, Genji found the way the old man hit the nail right on its head particularly brutal. He unconsciously clenched his hands and let his gaze slide away from the other’s.

Yes he was scared, damnit!

In these situations, Zenyatta would always tell him this was nothing to be ashamed of, that fear was in itself the fruit of an intense desire to cling to life. It was a most human reaction to the kind of pressure one who gambles with his life for a living faces daily. And yet Genji could not shake off the frustration of letting another see through him in a moment of weakness, especially one he could not yet trust as an ally. He felt his teeth gritting under his mask.

“And what if I am?“

Surely he didn’t mean to respond this harshly, but this felt preferable to letting 76 look down on him.

the sad thing is that theres potential but nobody thinks the dwarf man is fuckable :/

Consider: Rather than cabbage merchant…Tranquility merchant.

Aren’t you a little too young to be smoking The Weed?