[With that confession out of the way, Genji settles himself near McCree, lacing his fingers together as he considers how to start.]
I would... I would like to try being with you. But.
[That is a hell of a cliffhanger to leave off on and Genji realizes, quick to continue, hands reaching for his faceplate. There's a soft hiss of seals releasing as he speaks.]
I would not feel right initiating something like this without you... without you even knowing what my face looks like.
[He keeps his head turned away from McCree until he's set aside the faceplate and the piece that covers his nose and mouth beneath. A breath to steady himself, and then he looks at McCree without the protection of cover.
Dark eyes, uncertain, and heavy scarring across his skin. Remnants of the attack he barely survived.]
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[With that confession out of the way, Genji settles himself near McCree, lacing his fingers together as he considers how to start.]
I would... I would like to try being with you. But.
[That is a hell of a cliffhanger to leave off on and Genji realizes, quick to continue, hands reaching for his faceplate. There's a soft hiss of seals releasing as he speaks.]
I would not feel right initiating something like this without you... without you even knowing what my face looks like.
[He keeps his head turned away from McCree until he's set aside the faceplate and the piece that covers his nose and mouth beneath. A breath to steady himself, and then he looks at McCree without the protection of cover.
Dark eyes, uncertain, and heavy scarring across his skin. Remnants of the attack he barely survived.]